Her skin is soft like silk, black like the night.
Her dance is quiet, her dance is quick.
Her size is small, yet even the mightiest will fear her gaze.
Her tongue says no words, yet her actions speak loud.
If one should ignore her, she will surely remind you before one can blink an eye.
Several kisses, though only once will it be felt.
She shows no shame, she shows no love.
Fall now into a daze, soon an eternal sleep will come your way.
She is, the black mamba snake.
At first i thought you were writing about a woman.I have to say i know nothing about snakes but this one sounds dangerous.Enjoyed the read well done nice poem with a great description of the snakes dance of death
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Superb write with great imagery and inspired lines!