Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 The Same Look No More

He saw me as a cute young girl,

This cute young boy, look of desire.

So I gave a flirtatious twirl

That really set his heart on fire.

Then gave him back my coy look of

I be a sweet prize in his quest,

Seeking to find juicy young love.

He came closer to me in zest.

But as his hand reached out to me,

His look changed to one of alarm,

No longer look of lust had he,

As my look now promised him harm.

Then the cute young girl of me ceased,

Becoming a bloodthirst beast.