Caught In Her Own Web

Into her web of feminine 

Sexuality she drew me like a spider 

Draws a fly into her parlor 

As we gazed into each other’s eyes

Wrapped her cords of love 

Round my heart ever so tightly 

Thought that she had me 

From her trap my heart could not 

Escape that is until her eyes

Widened in terror as my hungry lips

Drew from her the sweetness

Of her inner being – her very soul

For turn About Is Fair play

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