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I have an uncontrollable urge to prowl

On young and beautiful women

Once their process of decay begins

I take a part of them

Like natural pieces of art

I must possess a piece

I stalk them when it's dark outside

On their fears I feed

I worship their anatomy

Majestic and sweet

Round hips and thin waists

The elegance pleases me

Always on the move

Make me wish I could keep

At least a few as a trophy

They'll never, ever leave

Majestic

Feminine shells

My trophies clutter my lair

The beauty

Of their physical beings

It's hard not to stare

Call it killing

It can't be

For they all

Belong to me

Choking and grasping at her open throat

I'm the last thing she sees as she begins to choke

After her screaming soul disembodies

She goes to my collection of female bodies