Alex Tanner
Alex Tanner
Apr 01, 2024
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Enchantress.

Her laugh is soft, it flutters
As butterfly wings in spring.
Her dark eyes wide, they sparkle
As the purest diamond ring.

She is the sweetest angel
That any man could know;
Yet deep within her ageless soul
Dark vices wrought men woe.

She loves to woo and taunt them,
To lead them on with guile,
To bring them pain and misery
Bestowed with lasvicious smile.

Her pleasure is to lure them
Bind them helpless then,
As victim snared in spider's web
Inflict pleasure close to pain.

With nails as sharp as cut throats
She scores their bodies deep,
She sucks the bloodied wounds
Enough to make them weep,

As all the while her laughter
Soft, flutters round the cell;
She coos words of endearment,
They writhe in self made hell.

No man who lusts is safe from her
She knows their weakest links,
And like the spider hunting prey
Destroys them in a wink.

About This Poem

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: Isle of Wight United Kingdom

Favorite Poets: Poe

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Comments

Geezer

I cannot see anything that I would change. This one is just the way I see the emotion of lust. My favorite lines?

Her pleasure is to lure them
Bind them helpless then,
As victim snared in spider's web
Inflict pleasure close to pain.

There are those that will admit, this is what it feels like; "Pleasure close to pain."[ the use of "almost" near rhyme here, is very good!
~ Geez.
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M

Hi Alex!
I wholeheartedly agree with Geezer. Wonderfully written! Your prose and rhyme drew me in from the start and held my attention until the very end. My favorite lines are:

And all the while her laughter
Soft, flutters round the cell
As she coos words of endearment
They writhe in self made hell.

So clever!
Thanks for sharing'
-MM

Alex Tanner

Very pleased you enjoyed this. These are certainly the type of works I like to compose. I have several more in the pipeline which I hope to put together in a collection I plan to call 'Love, Lust and the Dark Angel'. Alex

Candlewitch

I love the storytelling aspect of this poem. You do an exceptional job of communication.The subject focus reminds me of my older sister who is and was a complete vamp-slut. my favorite lines are:

And all the while her laughter
Soft, flutters round the cell
As she coos words of endearment
They writhe in self made hell.

No man who lusts is safe from her
She knows their weakest links,
And like the spider hunting prey
Destroys them in a wink.

in my opinion, lose the (and's) as they are unnecessary, the poem will stand strong without them. try reading the poem without them to see how it sounds. just a suggestion.

*hugs, Cat

Alex Tanner

Thanks Cat, your input is always appreciated. I think it was you who. when I first came here, mentioned to me the use of 'And' at the start of lines. Since then I have always tried to use it most sparingly but there are times, I think, it is almost unavoidable. Having said that I am going to make a couple of edits to see how it reads. Alex

Candlewitch

you are so right, sometimes it is almost impossible to get away from an (and) lol! I like your edits, most excellent! have a great day,

*hugs, Cat

C

Great poem Alex,
I liked the last stanza

No man who lusts is safe from her
She knows their weakest links,
And like the spider hunting prey
Destroys them in a wink.

Mary Beth Magee

I’ve known many who would fit this description. Makes you wish they had to wear a warning sign for the protection of humanity. You’ve said it so well!

Alex Tanner

Thanks Mary, I may have been lucky never to have been involved with a character like this though I have known a few. Alex