Love is like a spider
I escaped the only one
It weaves in gracefully
Not Stopping for rest
until it’s done
Defeating the weak
The captured souls
keep holding on
If you seem to Soar
Count yourself
the lucky one
they will let you
hear it
The Whispers heard
Under the sun
About the dying
for the spirit
Fulfilling warmth
for those who’ve won
The ego
will never hear it
And think it never
can be done
Oh that lonely spider
How it Eats
for only one
Until it pops its pocket
And cacoons
The very young


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