Black Widow
The doorway lies open, white gold on black
Shadows lengthen against the grain
She is silent, stalking, this is her domain
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Scent of sex fills the air, hairs bristle and raise
She weaves a web seductive and waits for prey
He is close, he is searching, he is on his way
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Dazzled by need so poignant and primal
He dreamily anchors his death to mate
There is no retreating, no chance for escape
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She takes and gives ecclesiastical joy
Drunk on heaven, weak and drained
His fate is sealed in a cocoon of copulation
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Her eggs are laid, her young spring forth
His compliance fulfilled, young feed and thrive
Going forth willingly to devour or die
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The doorway lies open, white gold on black
Webbing circle, circles back and back
She is silent, stalking, he is on his wayβ¦
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He will give his seed and life to sustain
Cycle of death remains the same
There is no escaping Black Widow
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RRG Β© 10.3.18
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Comments
Awesome poem. We had a false widow in the garden not so long back. I kept well away from it.
- SydΒ
Wow. Thankfully they do not thrive in my area, but they are amazing creatures. Hugs and Blessings Syd, Rebecca
Amazing write. well penned
Thank you so much. This one was a joy to write. :)Β
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