The Seducer

I will weave a web for you
That is so exquisite
Designed especially for your eye
I make my web of words
There is no hook
There are decorations
Elaborate and unusual
They will attract you
Ensnare your imagination
The silk is not sticky
It will not ensnare you
But it will seduce you
Your eye cannot resist
Sweeping over the embroidery
I have stitched for you
It is not you I will capture
It is your desire
I build this web of words
I build a castle
You will be drawn in
Room after exotic room
They never end
I build as fast as you look
You will not think of turning back
Only of what this room
And the next holds
Behind you is open air
Sweet freedom
But somehow not the freedom to look away