Running to cover a trail-
Scattering across the room-
Zig-zaging through the crowd-
Black widow,
While I tangle
In your web.
Dancing with you,
Contact yielding
Wet salt - delight.
Your attention yet diverted,
And with silk-like motion,
You scatter.
But dimmed lights
Hide our fears,
So shamelessly I dance
Roped up
In your bountiful threads.
Black widow,
Dark mistress,
Glances towards your eyes
Yield ecstasies mutually taboo.
Thunder pounds us close,
Falsetto winds blow you to me.
I, Stoned mannequin -
Fluid motion turned to rock -
Can but move as a stoic.
You, dark harlequin -
Hardened heart recently shattered -
Flirtatiously sunder.
And now my fate
Will chew and spit me out
Before adorations can be shared.
So in solitude,
The dark mistress stalks -
unaware.
