Black Widow Love



My love is black widow spun
Got a red hourglass abdomen,
and a deadly sac of emotional poison

Don’t let my eight millimeter eyes
zoom it’s spider focus on you
Or my Daddy long-legged slender fingers
will digitally creep closer to your heart
to get a better predatory view

Every one of my victims
gets a desirable, sensuous spin of silky lies
wrapped around their lust driven mind
My cobweb of suggested erotic fantasies
catch those sex-hungry human flies so easily

My love is a black widow spin ... 
your fate is to be cocooned in
Whenever I want a taste 
of your trapped heart,
I just reach in and pierce 
your paralyzed skin

Tug on my cyber web at your own peril
Get photo shopped mesmerized
by my cute avatar curls
Let me creep ever so close,
become familiar with your vulnerabilities

Come kiss my night shade lips ... 
when they sting you,
begin to feel the weave of my
cautiously careful caresses

Feel my black widow love — 
those bared fangs bite hard
into soft, fleshly weakened sensitivities
 
As the sands in my fatal hourglass,
sink and entomb you
Horror on another stricken face,
gives this black widow
a most self-satisfying arachnid taste
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Warrior Avatar
September 21, 2017 at 9:27 AM
A beautifully spun web my friend...poor spiders, what work they have to do...but like people, some are quite venomous...god bless...^WW^
One Avatar
September 21, 2017 at 6:49 AM
I wonder if black widow is a metaphor for a nasty person.. this is a dark write, well written as always.. you have a great way with words my friend..
Pigeon Tart Avatar
September 20, 2017 at 1:11 PM
Itsy bitsy spider, going to have you for lunch! Fun pen my friend, love the "cute avatar curls"...luring you in! ;) xomo!
Robinson Jr. Avatar
September 20, 2017 at 2:27 PM
Ty, Maureen. I always love your encouraging words of support. Love and hugs forever.
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