Crimson Once

Ravenous was the object of my alter ego, feeding on the unsuspecting.
Indication that the temperature was about to boil over in crimson rain.
Limitless options and a keen eye for the easily lured.
Calibration in experienced hands.
An atlas pen marks streak the trails of crimson release.
Concluded there were always more to seek that never really can stay hidden from a collected tool that flashes when destination is reached.
Silhouette behind the curtains streams curiosity to the virginal longing watching.
Shivering, shuttering, screaming, scratching, biting, thrashing and release.....
Stains the sheets...in crimson only once and he leaves.
Curiosity kills the cat hun!