Sunday, August 21, 2005

08/20/05 - Sunday - Room with a View

You fancy me in your lair
And I fancy you in mine
Shall we then
Perhaps
Someday
build one great web
With room for both of us and one
With room for any comely visitors
To perch and speak and stay
And several furred felines
Gathered 'round to share the secrets
Of our lives
Close around us as the feathers of a bird
Which warm
And soft
And plump
Surround us give us peace
Insulate us from the world
And from each other
We spin with silken dew-dropped threads
Miracles between us
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