Spider Lady
She is like the spider
weaving delicate lace
drawing me to her
magnets of air and light
flowing like time
from your web...
I run to her
pools of silver shimmer
jumping from leaf to leaf
the path trodden
across soft ground
between the lines
"I'm in love with her"
I say...
Bounding black hair
as the little stream fades
leading me to your parlor
into the east forever
held in the suns balance
I write these words of amor
"I love You!"
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