Sadistic Silhouette

-I-
Below the earth The Creature stalked;
A clay mould on display.
With hands of dirt and eyes of sand;
Sadistic life he played.
The Monster sauntered through her door;
Hope drained from her soft face.
He broke her bread and drank her wine,
And tasted the risqué.

-II-
A sentinel-like silhouette,
He brandished a blunt knife.
While forcing entry to her heart,
He muffled her faint cries.
Screams were whispers; tears were drops;
He tortured her 'til death.
But only then would stabs be stopped;
His Brute drew final breath.

-III-
Her body like a naked flame,
Blood weeping from her breast.
He threw her in an unmarked grave,
A trophy he possessed.
Thunder roared as clouds shone black,
Twice lightning struck her bare.
And though he blew a kiss goodbye,
He never once did care.