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!" ~ ~ ~ ~