Andrea Travis Poet Romanticism

Spyders and Lust

You say you want me... but you know me not.
You think i’m sweet and delicate
Like i’ve never fought? 
Gentle as a razor, supple like a dream.....
 I’d let you get close and watch you as I sting.

Its only in my nature, I only want to love
But when your tossed away it makes you think before you jump.
To feel your hands upon my hips, the sweat across your face
I’d love you to death, if you didnt run away!

andreatravis
copyright 10-28-12

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Christina Rose May 26, 2015 at 12:06 PM captivating

Skat A May 24, 2015 at 11:17 PM ANDREA, Congratulations on having your poem featured this week. SKAT love

Jon A Cavanaugh October 28, 2012 at 7:56 PM I love the way you have developed this poem and ended it. I especially enjoyed the forth line "Gentle as a razor............" The only poem of mine even remotely similar is "Fatal Attraction" A very biting poem you have here.