Her skin is soft like silk, black like the night.
Her dance is quiet, her dance is quick.
Her size is small, yet even the mightiest will fear her gaze.
Her tongue says no words, yet her actions speak loud.
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At first i thought you were writing about a woman.I have to say i know nothing about snakes but this one sounds dangerous.Enjoyed the read well done nice poem with a great description of the snakes dance of death
Superb write with great imagery and inspired lines!