Spider

I usually don't write poetry but I'm doing some experimenting and came up with this. **I have added another stanza and am considering adding a third. Thoughts?

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1. Spider

The moon’s naked curves spill into the night,

A spider slinks out to spin silver on a loom.

Here she weaves fatal beauty, a lethal lace.

She clings most pernicious, her design sweet,

And spins with finesse a cunning deceit.

 

 

Dew gilds her work like a fine strand of pearls,

Proclaiming her an empress of allure.

She spits silk with the nimblest precision,

An intricate scheme to impress and lure,

A masquerade of devious impulse.

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