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"Ensnared"
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Crystal dew drops glisten,
Silken threads snag my gaze.
Molten orbs glow in the late morning haze.
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I taste the heat on my tongue, iridescent gleaming web.
Liquid amber jewels, lulling siren songs in my head.
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"Come to Me."
I hear it, then.
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I feel the call prickle across my skin.
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Hungry threads whisper,
Silken wings stutter.
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"Come to Me."
I hear it,
Louder now.
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I feel the call weave it's threads 'round and 'round and 'round.
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Gossimer lashes flutter,
Silken wings shudder.
Resplendent, the trap that lay..
Still it calls.
Helpless, I obey.
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"Come to Me."
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The words caress my spine, trickling fire into my viens.
Golden baubles filled with promise, invite me in for just a taste.
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Silvery threads call my name,
the echo louder still.
How I long to press my lips to that sweet forbidden silk.
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"Come to Me"
"Come to Me."
"Come to Me."
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On trembling gossimer wings, I touch the threads that call.
And with shimmery glittering wings, into silken arms I fall.