Disguises

They call me the chameleon, I’ll be just what you want.

Once I find your weakness, I’ll hypnotize you with lust.

I can be a boa constrictor, suffocating my prey.

I’ll breathe in your breath until your insides start to fray.

They say I’m the black widow, I’ll entangle you in my web.

I’ll feed off of your feelings after a night in my bed.

I can be a venomous serpent, a few drops could kill.

Instead I’ll just rattle and have you at my will.

I am just a woman, who hasn't found her match.

So I’ll continue to drain all the victims I catch.

Reviews

[Philip Muls]

I wonder what will happen when you do find your match.

[Penelope Voljeti]

I love the idea of this poem. The biggest suggestion I would make on it would be to reconsider some of the consistency between what is rhymed and what is not. It felt slightly askew in some places. Thanks for sharing :)

[terry smith]

ahh..you forgot the praying mantis,lolol!:) naughty is nice but nasty is deadly! :)

[Bare trees]

Seductive, salacious and powerful all at the same time.

[Gaston Villanueva]

I like the metaphors you use and your word choices are very engaging
nice job!

[wordman]

the power of a woman,great write

[Relic]

Wow, that's one powerful poem. From what I see of your picture, I'm sure most men would surrender happily. :)

[Chenin Marie]

You're sweet :) thank you and thanks for reading!

[Relic]

You're welcome. :D