Seeds of deceit
Planted carefully
In the absence of light
The gleam on the fangs
Just before it strikes
Love trapped in the webs

Carefully weaved

Designed

To deceive

The poison coursing through my veins
It seems you feed

Upon pain

Licking the puncture wounds
Of the fangs
Savoring the taste
Of my disgrace
Driven by the hunger pangs
Suspended and consumed
Here in your black hole
I see you hanging...