Predator — Kaylie Sorensen
She wore the kind of lipstick you wanted to smudge
Staining the tips of your fingers
The crest of her cheeks
Blood and cream.
She looks at you with doe eyes
Full like the moon in an ink sky
Shining like stars
Innocent and inviting.
I must warn you to keep your distance
For she is not just the prey
But the predator.