Quiet custody

I am held within a cobweb
of seduction, bound by it's nine letters
at nine corners.

I have plunged like an anchor
down the depths of mesmeric lure,

and you watched it all in silence.

Dearest, let the calm of yours
fondle me softly, slowly

as if embracing a showy flower.

Flaunt a picture of the happy one
beside you,

relish the agony of desires
bouncing back from your walls.

My hopes have reached their nadir,
I feel lightheaded
with threads of passion spun all over

simply hold me,
in your quiet custody.