Black Widow

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The air is chilled,

the night has eyes

that watch the lovers

in the shadows.


in sinful eyes,

that hold the fear

where no-one goes.

A prowling man-trap,

scented breath,


to hold her own

in crowded rooms

that smell of death,

when you're singled out

and on your own.


Black Widow comes

and holds you near.

Kiss your lips

with passioned care.

Injects a venom

that's formed with fear.


leads to her lair.

The lights 'click' out,

the night moves in -

hides the death wish

in her hold.

You see eagerness

as lovers lust.

You never feel

her clutching cold.......

spiderblack widowvamprejectiondesperationfalse hope

◄ A Step Towards Winter

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