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.