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Black widow's song

He cuts butterflies from her skin
          mocks her for being cold
          
vanilla perfume streaks the sibilant air
          her tiny hands cup her watercolor breasts

her curves slither and part
          her meal surrenders happily
drunk on pheromones laced with cyanide

he has a fondness for her uncultivated legs

she laughs and rips his tongue out
          gorges on his masculine power
consumes his elemental fire

her beauty scarred

she sheds her skin and moves on
Written by Kimchimuse
Published | Edited 18th Oct 2015
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