Velvet Sins

As spiders crawl

upon your skin

Do you wince or whine

Lie awake at twilight

as spindles

Spin lacy traps

Across your window

and beyond

As spiders nest

inside openings

Nooks and crannies

Do you wish for death

Hunting as they do

for warmth

Bodily moisture offers comfort

For the weary eight-legged beast

In your nasolacrimal they rest

To find a mate

and meal they must

Your breath falters

As your heart quickens

The chimes of death

The clock strikes midnight

Long the path

To dawn

Your saviour

Crooked

And wrought with terror

What lies in wake

Then breed

between your thighs

On velvet skin

and wanting lust

Where the swollen sins

lay bare

Though you wish

To cry, to scream

Their razor legs

Approach

Your maw stays shut

Teasing twixt lips plush red

You feel the strike

As they intrude

And take you

As their host

Say farewell

To day, to night

* Thanks for reading! Consider this a precursor to a new story I am writing....