Black WidowA Poem by Muse
Masculine hands, with muscular limbs
tongue tied and beautifully hung, you
fell victim to my selfish bliss, finally
trapped by my love that was woven and spun, I
caught you within my web of silkened sheets
held in bondage to be my dessert, your
martyred lips are mine alone to unravel, I'll
kiss it all better, never mind it might hurt
each gasp for breath shows your unrest
sorry my love for the tangled up mess
your chest cocooned within my embrace, its
pointless to fight the blackwidows fate,
I'll eat you up slow.....
starting first, with your sweet decadent face.
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