Every night I see her.
Standing there on the corner.
Her painted face, her tight red dress.
And those heels, dear god those heels.
She's beautiful.
I could lie in her bosom throughout My life.
To hear her sweet whispers in My ear.
Those legs, so shapely, could walk the earth by My side.
Perhaps I could make her like Me.
We could be so happy.
Oh the things I could teach her, show her.
I could be everything to her.
No more lonely nights on the street corner.
No more sweaty bodies in the nights.
No more hand jobs in the alley for bus faire.
I watch her from corners and alleys.
From the shadows I spy on her.
My obsession is growing more violent.
Last night I painted her name across My walls in blood.
Scratched her name across My chest until I bled.
Oh god I want her.
But not to pay for her.
To love her, to have her.
To fill her nightly with every drop of grace in me.
Two marble skinned killers in love.
But for now, I'll watch her here...
From my shadow...until one night...she'll walk up and say...
"Excuse me...but I couldn't help noticing that you were
Watching me...You want a date honey?"
*evil smile*
"I how about an eternity?"

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