She slipped the loop onto her finger
The sense of empowerment did not linger
Elegance this party did not boast
Yet she remained the proper host

The Tigers Eye

Clinging, clanging, and loud banging
Trays were here and cauldrons were there
She couldn’t stop the outlandish affair

The Tigers Eye

Kicks and screams added to gleams
Anger, fear produced a tear
Another sound did she make proved to be her last mistake

The Tigers Eye

Click, click, flash
The detective added to his stash
He looked at her colorless face
Staring into space
An exotic beauty with the hair of a ruby
She was no more
The detective: ready to settle the score

The Tigers Eye

Long, dark nights
Some full of frights
Suspects come and go
The case was losing flow
Neither a clue here nor there
The detective groaned in despair

The Tigers Eye

A triumphant grin spread across his face as he slid the ring off her grace
Sneaking back to the door
Important evidence was no more
This man, now stalking the night, would kill again for delight

The Tigers Eye

The case was dead
The tremendous weight of dread
The detective bowed his head as she was laid to bed

The Tigers Eye

The gleam in his eye did not hint to a cry
The adrenaline rush was done
Next time he would use a gun

The Tigers Eye

Snap, snap, break
The detective turned from his ache
A figure blended into brush
Suddenly, an overwhelming rush of disgust

The Tigers Eye

The ball
So elegant
So grand
Nothing about it was bland
Two months later, she had to wait
Now she walked on the arm of the perfect date

The Tigers Eye

The pleasure
The steam
She was so happy, she could scream

The Tigers Eye

A kick, a screech
Survival was out of reach
Within a flash, she could not lash
A single tear streaked her face
The world was not left with grace

The Tigers Eye

A murderer returned
The detective’s face burned
Another victim
Another face
This one wrapped in pretty lace
Her red curls stood out; a mess
The detective knew: more redheads would be in distress

The Tigers Eye