Kiss of Death

Re-titled.. Re-edit

 

 

 

She reigns with passion though timorously enticing gestures. Spewing riddles all the while her vortex lures you in. She’s a charismatic spinster spinning her web of deceit. Be cautious one glance you’re snagged with creeping death.

 

Her eyes a beacon of blissful banter. Her scent that of a decaying rose. Such intuitive romantic behavior befalls any and all. Beware the kiss of this amorist widow. Seduction her visual pleasure, as she lies in wait for you to be tangled in trepidation.

 

You falter but her attraction too powerful too rapid.

Just one kiss is all you ask as the consummation so irresistible begins to unfold. You abruptly plea for what will be the last breath of your existence;

 

“The Kiss Of Death”

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Cassiopia Summers]

I like this, I like it alot. Sometimes this is true. Lol. (Wonder what times those are.) Lol. Anyhoo, great poem Love.

[Amy Bumpas]

As kiss can do that...women...with one breath and we can take...

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

the lure~ the trap~ your poem threads the facet of her like a web itself~

[Liza]

oh dear
this was cool!