Duvesa

I liken thee to an early morning spider web
Delicate, intricate, ravishing.
Dewy fresh you sparkle and vex
Kaleidoscope of patterned manipulation.

Black-lined hazel eyes burn and smolder
Plump, teasing lips of bitter merlot
Raven black ringlets of your mane exaggerate your ghostly skin
Facade of seductive sweetness conceals your bile.

You taunt and entice men of power and faith,
Gossamer gown hued of jade and umber clinging to your breasts and thighs
Now toast and sip from your fiendish chalice
Heinous embrace as you siphon their souls.