Hello My Dear

Let me make you dance.
Let me make you fly.
Let me make you sing so sweetly pitched, -you're so talented!-
as I watch you die.

You can be a star, I know this.
I see it in your eyes.
Just let me get this camera going-
oh no, love, please, don't cry!

Just smile pretty now.
Ignore the knife in hand.
You're bleeding and hurt I see that, I know.
But only for a little longer, please. You can stand.

Oh-heh, what? You don't enjoy this now? What happened? Are you scared? I know, I know, I am too. But, more thrilled than ever! Aren't you?

Look at you, in all your beauty. Standing before me; a pale maroon goddess in my eyes.
The scene; you paint a picture for me, for the camera.

Your golden hair, oh the color of the sun! It shines so brightly, oh yes, even with the blood.
Your body, though mangled and beaten, still so full, beautiful, naked, broken.
Your eyes, my favorite, so vivid and green. So filled with fear!

Why is that?

You've felt afraid, lonely.
I've heard it all before-
no, don't come towards me love! You can't hurt me. So fiesty!
Get back down on the floor.

You've felt unwanted, untouched.
No one cared for so long.
But now I care my sweet.
You and me; nothing can go wrong!

So- do not fear the knife!
It will only hurt for a little- dry away those tears.
Everything in position? You pleading, beautiful, yes.
Push the record button now-
To begin, "Hello my dear."