Cold blood
Cracking skin
Purple lips
Blue nails
 
Dull eyes
Stiff hands
Torn clothes
******* –*
 
I didn’t mean to do it.
I only wanted a kiss — 
I only wanted her whole body;
It was something I couldn’t miss.
 
She was the predator;
I was the prey
From when she opened the door
Across the hallway.
 
Why did she lead me there?
Didn’t she want it?
She wouldn’t go all the way
Until I have had it.
 
All I wanted was a kiss,
All I wanted was everything,
All I wanted was to go a little further
Until I heard the sirens singing.
 
She was a tease
In midnight streets,
And it was a sin
That I couldn’ beat — 

Maybe if I hadn’t
Kissed her then,
She won’t be dead
In silks of linen.
 
I am the victim,
Not the culprit.
She was unclear — 
Made me want it

She made me believe there’s love 
In the night of Salem — 
Until I realized
There’s no love in torn denim.