The Black Widow

She is the fantasy of every man,
She uses her body fully.

Too completely aware of her affect,
Not afraid to flaunt her beauty.

With a coy smile, and cherry red lips,
She sets her death trap before them.

With a simple gesture and a whisper,
They're future is already condemn.

Her eyes are black, just like her soul,
They to help allure her prey.

Weak minded men always fall to her.
In twisted sheets they lay.

She has them once, and that is enough,
But they all crawl back like slugs.

For her very scent is poisonous,
Her breath like an addicting drug.

She laughs on the arm of another man,
Not at all afraid to hit so low.

For her hunger never dies for more,
The appetite of the Black Widow.