He Thought
About her beautiful white skin
Her ruby red lips and cute blushing cheeks
And her medium sized breasts he could cup
Easily with his hands, and that ass, that
Big lush, bountiful ass he didn’t want
Anyone to touch except himself
Her voice so sweet and pure, so nice
Long brown hair and expressive eyes
‘Twas Beautiful
That day he left he will regret
The day he came back he died
Her sweet smelling hair, her big lovely eyes
No longer truly, really hers, not anymore
Her skin cold, her heart no longer beating
Her skin too soft to be hers, her face too calm
No life just a body on a bed stained with rape
Dried blood and mutated purity