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A Spiderís Totem

Like a bandit, a thief in the night
Thought Iíd steal her love and take a chance
She surrendered softly without a fight
Not knowing I was a victim of her circumstance

I awoke to curtains hanging all around
Sheets of silk felt inviting to my naked skin
She laid next to me, my hands were bound
She whispered so softly, let me tuck you in

Blinded by the diamonds, lost in her eyes
Her perfume filled the air like a Jasmine tree
I was in too deep helplessly hypnotized
A sting of passion like a sweet honey bee

She was the spider, I was the fly
Come into my parlour she said
I was weary from soaring so high
I found comfort in her tiny bed
She was the spider, I was the fly
buddydog
Written by buddydog (buddydog H Faulk III)
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