I thought I had
no choice,
Right from
the very start,
She skipped
the formalities,
And went
right for my heart,
She created
the illusion,
That she was
tall and slim,
And her
silken voice compelled me,
To obey her
every whim,
She said I was
one of several,
Who were
written on her list,
She was
determined to catch each one,
To see what
she had missed,
I was
tempted to flee and hide,
But she said
all the right things,
My money
flowed like water,
And disappeared
along with a diamond ring,
I wondered
if her men were all alike,
She said we were
much the same,
I asked her
why she was manipulating me,
She replied,
“It’s part of the game,”
I thought I could
read her signals,
But she was
playing on my need,
My anxieties
and discontent,
Took me wherever she wanted to lead,
Her spell
was woven very tight,
I could not
escape each deadly phrase,
Her other
captives were equally servile,
They were
all in a daze,
Stay away
from the station at Newberry Park,
Even though
a subtle voice calls,
For a temptress
awaits in the dark,
You might be
trapped within the walls,
There should
have been an hourglass,
Painted with
the deepest red,
Yet she didn’t
display such a sign,
I think she kept
it hidden instead,
You’ll be
caught in her web of lies,
If you once
hesitate,
For she is a
black widow spider,
The kind
that eats her mate.
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