Black Widow

You were entangled in her web of deception
Lured to it by the seductive dance that was created by her eyes, lips, and thighs
You observed, experimented and toyed with the idea of her
Placing her under your microscope of lies
Until you fell in love with the theory of her
A theory that you knew all too well
But you wanted more
You tried to quarantine her placing her in a category that you could call your own
and brainwash her with your hypothesis.

Luckily, she was immune to your kryptonite
and entertained the idea of you
Tempting you with the sweetness her tongue
Tantalizing your curiosity
Until you suffocated her with your plot

Beware! She is just a mere image of who you want her to be
A fictional character that is still in the process of being written.
A chameleon who is barely adapting to her new environment
Not yet comfortable in her own skin
Scorned by her own insecurities, weaknesses and past
Poisoning you with the idea of her,
This Black Widow is best seen and not touched
Left to spin around her web filled with her thoughts, dreams and desires
Until she is ready to resurface and prey on her next victim.