The Black Widow

She offers with those seducing eyes Draws me in with hot, sexy sighs Compliments for my clever rhymes Feels me lonely.. says now's the time Wrong seems right.. is that a crime I've arrived I've arrived The Black Widow behind her door So many men have knocked before In evening shadows.. after late Not one of them did ever escape She intoxicates like Fredrick's store Enticing bait Enticing bait If she touches me I'll be paralyzed My brain will numb, I'll buy her lies Her spun web will have me wrapped Those alluring lips, won't see the trap We'll make wild love.. then alibis Die in her lap Die in her lap Oh, that red hour glass arouses me But do I step inside.. forsake family (To be continued) ~Lyric Man Note: This is an incomplete write about the pull of seduction. For context read Lyric Man-Chapter 3. I will conclude this poem after I publish Lyric Man-Chapter 4