I have a fascination with venom.
I have fangs that retract when I smile.
You have neurotoxins that paralyze me,
Ensnaring me in your natural allure.
You appear harmless. I’ve always
Loved spiders. You wrap me tight
In webs of false promise. Being with you
Is suffocating, like
Dying inside a red hourglass.
But I can be deceptive, too,
Offering sin-laced apples that
Cannot be kissed away.
I shed my skin
To wipe away memories
Of poisons from the past.
And I’m not sure who
Is the real danger--
You, or me.
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