the web

the web

he weaves a web with his words of love and passion
as he captures her there
you see me he says as no one can,
as he starts to draw up his web
you own me he says, my body and soul are yours
he draws another strand around her

he speaks of his loves that were lost and those
that caused him pain
as he draws another strand around her
capturing her with each passing word

he speaks of battles and victories won for only her
she is caught now, in his web
each struggle she makes to free herself only tightens his web

tighter the web has now become, freedom will never be
her struggles now ended, as he devours her with each bite
her life has now ended as he releases his web
as he watches and waits for another prey

jim greenwald