The Mind of a Serial Killer Iv
My sweet Divine it's been to long and now it's time to play
for in my domain I will put you on display
Your lover gave you red roses I bring you white
and on my side I carry the sleek and silver knife
While you were in the mart I slipped inside your car
for tonight you will become the star
The dress of beauty has been laid out
with my own fingers I did create
I rub the seats so plush and oh so soft
I must focus and not get lost in my thoughts
Your smell is everywhere as I lower to prepare
I know you may get scared but you will love my lair
I kiss and lick the fabric a taste of your sweet scent
sending chills of small currents I do not resent
Holding back my tears knowing our love will never disappear
for in the end you will volunteer
So graceful and so genteel you slide behind the wheel
as you start your journey home not knowing your fate has been sealed
I sneak up to peer........your eyes and I make contact
in the little rear view mirror
Do You Feel Me? Do You Want More?
T Reams 3/26/2015 Part 4 The story line will continue
Copyright © Tammy Reams | Year Posted 2015
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