Are You Ready, My Dear?

You look so lovely, with your lips colored scarlet
I can't wait to add you to my collection
I have a name picked out already, Charlotte

You don't know me, but I know you
I watch you often, from through the window
Thinking of all the evil I could do

I could easily take away your next breath
But the last thing I want,
Is to cause your death

I merely want to to play
But of course I won't let you go
So, we can play again the next day

I promise you won't be alone
There are plenty of others
Though that's a fact, not well known

You've probably heard of me, all over the news
But, I'm not as sick as they say I am
There's just a difference in our views

Eventually though, you'll become like every other
Tired, old, broken, or lifeless
And I'll have to seek out another

I don't hate women, I swear
I just have some twisted fantasies
Besides, no one ever said life was fair

I'll treasure every moment, that you're mine
And once I have to dispose of your remains
I'll hang your picture on my ever growing shrine

I'll remember every moment we shared
And move on to the next toy
After all, it never hurts to be prepared

I keep several women, in my stable
All colors and sizes, for any occasion
Kept well organized though, each with a label

I've been doing this for many years
And the cameras, chains and locks assure me
You'll never escape, so don't waste your tears

Instead, smile, and try to enjoy it
I know I will, but lets be honest
You have no option other than to submit

I think you'll be my favorite toy, you little harlot
So, when you read this note I'm writing
You can answer me "Are you ready, Charlotte?"