The Sparkle

Never fails to excite
the rustle of leaves
stalking a frantic prey
panic steeping them in fear
watching and waiting
eyes sparkling in glee
they can't run past the stream
shouts barely hover in the air
at a distance, she's but lost
the wind tells her I'm coming
the stream declares safety
my stream of blood
she looks behind her
I'm not their
I watch from her side
she turns and stares
subtle and close, I tread
breathing on her neck
my mouse turns to see me
brown eyes grow
mouth opens then closes
the cloth in place, all's silent
she moves to grab it
they always do, softly screaming
I am not so deformed, you know
I grasp her hands
first left then right
zip tieing them together, tightly
lead her to the stream
watch her fear grow, so calming
tug her through that stumbling gait
smile toward meaningless struggles
It's okay, little mouse
eyes sparkle with admiration
screams that will never be heard
ears that should bleed, don't
setting is perfect
timing is ripe
my knife of gratitude
slides down her inner soul
her arms bleed profusely
caressing her cheek
her eyes, beautiful, young
so wide her innocence
rape is so easy
simple and painless
it doesn't fulfil
doesn't kill the burning need
I crave, I despise
crimson, the color of life
virgin blood, my sweet
Cock in her mouth
I shove, I groan
not enough, never enough
grab her styled hair
thrust as her throat is sliced
the involuntary spasms carry me over
I scream my pleasure
Sated at last
eternal pleasure was mine
I drop her head, pleased
gather the evidence
into the stream, my prize
may the fish enjoy you
joy glistens on my skin
eyes sparkle in pleasure
but tomorrow, it'll come again
my blissful agony