Spyders & Lust

You say you want me…
but you know me not.
You think I’m sweet and delicate-
Like I’ve never fought?
Gentle as a razor, supple like a dream…..
I’d let you get close and watch you as I sting.
Its only in my nature, I only want to be loved-
But when your tossed away it makes you think before you jump.
To feel your hands upon my hips,
the sweat across your face-
I’d love you to death, if you didn’t run away!
©2016dedhedpoet
Andrea Travis

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