The Pink Spider
There she is...Glowing
Her wings floating perfectly on her back
Flirting bashfully behind her silk tresses
Her halo poured faintly to the right like a chic beret
Alluring
But...
Within the blink of an eye
The street wilts into silence
My private thoughts echo piercingly
And as sudden as a soft snow
All are entranced
I recognize this feeling
But wait...
I hear an anxious rhythm of feet
I peek in horror over my shoulder
Peering from the 5 o' clock shadow of the sun
There it is...
Eyes numb to my chest
I scamper
The lone man stirring
Tripping over my overwhelming thoughts
I fall
Not now, not this
Its legs are hirsute
--- Or are they mine?
Mystified
Excited by the throb of my heart
It pounces and disappears into my chest
Darn it, I left my heart open again
It swathes eight legs around my soul
The world rouses again
Aw man, the pink spider has invaded me
I'm in love
Poetry by Shas Ramlogan
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Written on 2006-05-02 at 04:29
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