Black Widow

Death lurks behind a curtain of white lace While shadows dance behind fluttering lashes Her cheeks may be rosy Flushed with anticipation But is it for A tepid honeymoon full of sweat and grunts And endless staring into each others eyes Or that moment of recognition Before he falls headfirst Into shark infested waters Heart weighed by a chest full of lead

Her steps are slow Measured with the same deliberate care As the salt water currently tracing her delicate cheek The only indication of her deadly promise lies in her carefully covered eyes And a trail of bruised and broken petals hidden beneath her darkening train

He waits in breathless anticipation For a future that will never come His palms wet with a fear of rejection so misguided as to be laughable For he knows his bride no better than the first moment they were introduced His love trapped in a web of lies That pull him ever closer to that final moment When his heart is lost to a frenzied ripping of pointed teeth Leaving him with only a watery hole