The Lure And Kiss Of The Spider Woman Poem by Shaun Cronick

You approach me in your dress cut from black sin,
So tight fitting it appears sewn to your skin.
You hand me a drink and I look into your eyes,
I see cruelty and lust and much more besides.

For you are a predator in teasing sexual disguise,
And I your mere prey listening to your many lies.
Alone with you in your gothic penthouse suite,
Both now naked seeking each other's body heat.

You slowly entwine your sultry arms around me,
Your hypnotic eyes reveal nothing I can't see.
Of what cruelly follows and what is to be,
For what happens next I cannot break free.

I'm ecstatically trapped in your erotic embrace,
Our frenetic thrashing is glorious sinful debase.
Your crimson lips cruelly press against mine,
Releasing your deadly venom like a fine wine.

I cough I choke you climax and sadistically smiling,
An evil and beautiful woman so sexually beguiling.
I utter no last words no whisper or last gasp whine,
You straddle me again and on my warm flesh you dine.