Like a spider I build my trap
Oh mere man, you unsuspecting sap
soon I'll have you in you in my lap
No one will no of your mishap
Many clever devises have I
Long brown hair and eyes that lie
Soft curves whisper a low sigh
My web encloses your last cry
Some call it love, I call it greed
This all encompassing deep need
I ask no reason for this deed
But let my own black heart lead
Mar 16, 2012
Mar 16, 2012 at 8:39 AM UTC
Like a spider I build my trap
Oh mere man, you unsuspecting sap
soon I'll have you in you in my lap
No one will no of your mishap
Many clever devises have I
Long brown hair and eyes that lie
Soft curves whisper a low sigh
My web encloses your last cry
Some call it love, I call it greed
This all encompassing deep need
I ask no reason for this deed
But let my own black heart lead