Two Dream Weavers
Was the petite faerie truly caught or was was staying in the web her choice?
The curious puffed up spider hesitated upon seeing her in his web.
Her face reflected an anticipation, not a bit of fear.
As if she was waiting to commune and exchange pleasantries.
Cream haired faerie turned, sensing the creature’s footsteps.
This is the most exquisite web work I have ever observed, she whispered.
Can you please teach me how?
The spider moved closer,
recognizing the awe and reverence of another weaver.
A dream weaver, like himself.
He decided to keep her.
There was much teaching to be done.
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