Serial Sweetheart

She is watchful and ambitious in a nail biting fury Another new victim another story She pulls him in and caresses his mind There in the darkest of nights where she finds Keys are clicking faster and wild The pupils of her eyes grow and her beat is riled A tale and a lie or two, perhaps A phone numbers and address now check out the maps What to share where to go from here? What will I say what will I wear? A dab of makeup and perfume on her wrist Her heart is rushing the thrill persists Last but not least on go her black heel Her mind is moving like a spinning wheel Down the street she makes her way A smile of nervousness and she’s ready to play Will he be there will he look like his picture? She wonders if he’ll like her or will he be her stricture So they met and they smiled and carried on with there conversation In the quiet of their minds falling to deeper into temptation He took a chance and asked her to go home Her eyes were perky and eager to roam His lips were sweet his hands were warm Soon enough it was time to perform He turned his back to pour the wine A chill of madness ran up her spine She pulled out her bag and found the dagger And struck him in back where he stood and staggered She finished the deed and ran the course She had to hit him with a powerful force Her mind was cleared and free from the rush She cleaned up her hands and watched his blood run in a gush His fluids continued to prevail across the floor On she went with no apathy or shame Beware of the serial sweetheart she kills for fame ( Fiction)