Spider
Painter of dreams,
Scribbler of thoughts,
your eyes
entrance and bewitch me,
caught in your spell
you taunt and you flirt,
laying the trap,
and me, unknowingly
got myself caught.
you are a spider
and you think
you've caught
a juicy little fly,
but I'm a black widow.
So.........................
Goodbye.
Copyright © Natalie Copeland | Year Posted 2012
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