He moves closer, trying no breathe,
Are his the hands covered in blood?
For a while he had felt like a God.
He lets the knife fall at his feet
Slowly walking at the sound of his heartbeats.
Her white stare is looking away,
And he smiles as her light skin is slowly turning gray.
He kneels down and strokes her hair
And, as an excuse, mutters "You've always been unfair".
But she cannot listen, she will not answer,
No one will ever again hear her friendly laughter.
He keeps staring at her frozen mask
And his hands travels on her, as she was the one who asked;
She looks so beautiful and submissive
While in his body the desire grows more aggressive.
He gets familiar with the curves beneath her clothes
And shivers at his odd thoughts.
The girl he had always wanted was there for him,
Could it just be a dream?
He kisses her purple lips
And it seems he's the one her white eyes fix;
He touches her breasts
And her rigid body is like rebelling to the unwanted guest.
As the red bloody sun rays of the sunset light the room,
He forces her in the unjust doom.
Her silent cry is covered by his breathing;
After he took her life, he would have also disturbed her eternal sleeping?
Forever beautiful, forever his,
His sweat is sparkling on his forehead skin.
He owns her body no longer clean,
Over and over drowning his thirts in the unnamable sin.


