The Devils Twine on Survivors Vines

vines scattered through a jungle met in passing through swinging breeze.
A sudden whip came to through lemur's tips combing two vines intertwined.
As day progressed this became a greeting sign between the harmony of trees.
Sunlight drapes the canopy straights hide a devil deep inside.
Unbeknownst to the trees and these surviving vines a snake of venom creeped unseen.
Finding victims rooted in twilights prism it began its spiraled design.
Forth through the night in darkness sprite it unraveled survivor's seams.
Creeping in between the vines quiet dreams wove itself into the survivors combine.
They woke still thinking this jungle safe wile tiger's snakes burrowed fangs in gleam.
The jungle breeze and lemur screams woke no vine from seeing an inch of the devil's twine.