The Fly, and the Widow of the Willow

Descend from thread, the dew drops graze her limbs.

She's clicking and baring her weapons.

There lays the helpless, lying in defeat.

The hopeless pray that awaits the feeding to be freed.

Beautiful beast, slick, sly and sexy.

She crawls in and closes in on her target.

She's lonely since her last devourment,

she'll take her time while binding them to her tree.

She loves the struggle, not just the need to be fed.

Don't shake for your life, she just gets excited.

She tingles, she's inviting, she wants you for display.

Reviews

[SquinklaPsyOps]

Wanker, It sounds like the character in the poem was not expecting for the other person to choose career move instead of love.

[Sam Sin Sepultura]

Wanker? I find that unneccisary. The character in this is a user and it describes her in the form of a black widow. The temptress who only seeks out those she can trap in her web of torment. It describes her as sly and beautiful, yet twisted on the inside. There is comparisons and there is also the obvious character in here. There is this thing called Figuritive Language, unfortunately, you do not seem to know what that is. I enjoy criticism, whether stupid or constructive, so thank you anyways :)

[Sam Sin Sepultura]

I am rather confused by your review ._.

[SquinklaPsyOps]

Jinkies, typo, wank her.

[Sam Sin Sepultura]

Lol, sorry XD all I saw was wanker and I thought you misunderstood the message XD