Octets Poems - Poems about Octets

...Dying with my duty done, my life’s ambition filled, I hear and feel the rustling from that which I did build. Arachni-matron-me, I feasted ‘pon the mate I killed – Before creating (lovingly?) the ......

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...I wonder do you feel me hold you near When in my slumber, and I dance with you? I wonder if you will one day appear In mountains where I often dream of you? In sacred circles where I pray for you......

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