Marie's Mantra

Spin You Dead

I spin the web to make you dead.
I bind you tightly, weeping.

I shed no tear for your black fate.
Lure. Fuck. Then I kill without feeling.

And so I spin to lure again.
I taste your blood. I scream your lust.
My venom drags you deep into the agony of my seduction.
My climax is my mortal weapon.

Only death offers you peace as I spin your shroud.
Made of silken strands I bind you, own you, consume you.
Completely.

Copyright 2008 by Adrianna Dane
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