Widow’s Kiss has been published in All of Me Vol. VI, courtesy of Shadow Spark Publishing. Featured art is by Thomas Dodd.
Listen to Widow’s Kiss by Richard Charles Stevens (Evil Suite)
Listen to Evil by Interpol
Hells envy
Heaven restores you no light
.
Dressed to kill
The spiderwoman violates her prey
Gossamer and ash exact sweet rapture of decay
Dextrous this vender of arachnid distemper
Janus-faced her brash embrace
Yet unmatched in her splendour
Her bite is one long kiss goodnight
Tomorrows notwithstanding
The sorrows of her quarry
She no less than has a hand in
The hollows of her eyes delight the very flies she bids affright
Coals exposing blackest night
Never one time dappled light
Sat astride her victim
The tangled web she weaves then twists
To bind the wrists while priming lips
For one long kiss goodnight
One long kiss goodnight
One long kiss goodnight
One long kiss goodnight
(Forevermore I’m spun)
.
We shared a life span
Great many lives back
She made me fade to black
Yet still I cannot look the other way
(Forevermore I’m spun)
.
Dressed to kill
The spiderwoman has me in her sights
Feel her toxins coursing through my veins and this delights
Tangled in her web
Intrigued to see my own demise
Drown my every sorrow in the hollows of her eyes
Yearning one long kiss goodnight
Forevermore I’m spun
Just to taste her lips
I’m well prepared to come undone
Gossamer and ash declared
In rapture of decay ensnared
Captured in her black silk lair
I writhe and ache to face despair
Of impending fate aware
Yet I wear not affright
Would freely die ten thousand times
For one long kiss goodnight
.
We shared a life span
Great many lives back
She made me fade to black
Yet still I cannot look away
She is salacious
Semi erotic
She’s got a place for me at her lair
I’m too ensnared to look the other way
.
(Forevermore I’m spun)
(Spun)
.
Dressed to kill
The spiderwoman violates her prey
Gossamer and ash exact sweet rapture of decay
Dextrous this vender of arachnid distemper
Janus-faced her brash embrace
Yet unmatched in her splendour
(Forevermore I’m spun)
(Spun)
Unmatched in her splendour
(Forevermore I’m spun)
(Spun)
Unmatched in her splendour
(Forevermore I’m spun)
(Spun)
Unmatched in her splendour
(Forevermore I’m spun)
(Spun)
(Spun)
(Spun)
(Spun)
.
We shared a life span
Great many lives back
She made me fade to black
Yet still I cannot look away
She is salacious
Semi erotic
She’s got a place for me at her lair
I’m too ensnared to look the other way
Ill prepared to play the other game
Unaware of where decides my fate
.
Richard Charles Stevens
Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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