He sits alone in the corner
In a dimly lit cafe
She walks past, a sweet scent
Swimming through the air, it adorns her
She pours his coffee
Smelling of temptation
But his thoughts are misguided
Because he’s taken her smile
Like it’s an invitation
He waits until the shoppe is nearly closed
And her shift is over, she’s on her way
Down the street a few feet behind
He follows her perfumed essence
Can’t quite note the scent but knows it’s gourmet
Whatever it may be, it’s surely delicious
An edible aphrodisiac and he wants to feast
Little does he know
She knows he’s there
Waiting to pounce like an unhinged beast
She stops in her tracks and turns
Their eyes finally meet
And finally he speaks but before he can finish
He’s in her teeth. The aroma is gone
And now it just burns
His blood on her lips
Like chocolate
Tastes so sweet
And she carries on home
With her hands in her pockets
