Widow's Web
Black widow spider
So cruel and so cold
Devour the object of your passion
Helpless ecstacy unfold
In loves' delight and overture
Conceal your deadly bite
Then numb the soul in passions' wake
No mercy no respite
Lust tears the web down nightly
In passionate despair
In frenzy will re-spin it
And morning finds her there
Her web held taut around love's heart
A crystal box lies near
Enclose the lid when she creeps in
And let love enter here.
Copyright © Suzanne Delaney | Year Posted 2014
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