Her silken web she spins fine
Dreaming on what she will dine
Her work done behind green leaf
Waits to bring his heart to grief
He looked at the shining thread
At inviting silver bed
Her smile soft, and sticky sweet
A taste of love making treat
Closer to her web he drew
His friends becoming far and few
Drawn to lies, he forgot truth
Her heart of hearts was uncouth
Behind leaf, her eyes beguile
Yet in her heart is bitter bile
Revenge on every single soul
For him who’d made her not whole
She waits with still bated breath
To catch and lead him to death
Her web of passion invites
He’s drawn to her sheer delights
Around his body she will spin
Gilded layers of her sin
Pleasure he has never tried
What his woman has denied
Secure now within her grip
Seductress role she lets slip
Shows her ugly seething face
Devours him: leaves no trace….
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Proverbs 6: 23 - 29
For this command is a lamp,
this teaching is a light,
and correction and instruction
are the way to life,
24 keeping you from your neighbor’s wife,
from the smooth talk of a wayward woman.
25 Do not lust in your heart after her beauty
or let her captivate you with her eyes.
26 For a prostitute can be had for a loaf of bread,
but another man’s wife preys on your very life.
27 Can a man scoop fire into his lap
without his clothes being burned?
28 Can a man walk on hot coals
without his feet being scorched?
29 So is he who sleeps with another man’s wife;
no one who touches her will go unpunished.