Life is lived in A Gossamer Spider's Web

I haven't been writing for Hub Pages for quite some time now, in fact, I haven't been writing at all and I wish I could say that my demise is any sweeter. The fact is that I am still in a dark place, fighting with my demons. I wrote this poem a few days ago and I am posting it for your truthful review. I like it, but even for me, it is even darker than usual. I am still trying to come to terms with things in my past, far past and most recent past, so I hope those of you who know me well will understand some of it. How are you all my hub buddies, I still think about you all?Take good care of yourselves. Nette xxx

In a gossamer spider’s web I leave my heart suspended

my cotton bud tears fall heavily towards unhallowed land

In your blustery carefree day, you stop and laugh at my pain

I glances sideward’s with a smirk and you travel on your way again

Black lace holds no scintillation, not even for an hour

My muse in sensuous mode, entwines my lovers desire

My appetite is on fire with no notion to halt the quest, as

fathom eyes black as night and cold, would break the hidden depths

Red satin in the candle light, rapturous eyes hold my gaze

For all the pain doth rise to reach the risqué time again

Your touch shivers away from a devils coil, to seek the black heart beyond

As this temptress holds thoughts of red and gold and smiles a sultry song

My muse is wild, abandoned, writhing within the cold flames

Just as passion in the night is covered in blankets and restraints

This evil soul should dance with the wind to mesmerise your heart

For the shadow in the gable knows I am biding my time to depart

This tantric beauty turns good men bad, searching for their souls

And stops not once to see their fate, as hells door shuts quietly closed

An angel she once was, now consumes your soul with passion

If you stand too close beware, I laugh deliciously, and revel in your obsession

The cloak of mist is first to succumb to disrepute in the cold dark night

This bitch with evil red eyes hovers above your blood red lips, smiling with delight

And still the tears cold as ice, scorns her lovers’ heart, now exposed

For without reasonable doubt this temptress conquers lives and spits upon your soul

In the darkness to come I hear you scream unrelenting for release

But this witch your manhood created is too far out of reach

You buried me in cold damp clay, left me with no smile

But now I laugh the most evil laugh and you I once more desire.

With venomous tongue I taste your fear, you are left screaming with delight

Before the close of day you will wish again for light

Because in your dreams your visions are so disturbed

As my gentle gaily laughter chases your every spoken word