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The Fly - aware of the fleeting nature of his life - seeks beauty in his surroundings
He thrills in the gossamer silk of her web
Shudders as his wings are caressed, even as they are entrapped
Gets lost in her myriad eyes
He thrills in the gossamer silk of her web
Shudders as his wings are caressed, even as they are entrapped
Gets lost in her myriad eyes
And longs for the moment when he will finally be devoured.
The Spider waits patiently for the Fly
Fine tuned for each infinitesimal movement that announces his presence
She welcomes her victim with exquisite pattern
Woven from her own body with care, and intention.
The Spider waits patiently for the Fly
Fine tuned for each infinitesimal movement that announces his presence
She welcomes her victim with exquisite pattern
Woven from her own body with care, and intention.
The Fly goes willingly to his death
Trapped by the sigils that mark his everlasting curse.
Blackbird sits high above
Watching with dew-bright eyes
She waits - head tilted towards her nest and the shrill open maws of her hungry chicks.
Trapped by the sigils that mark his everlasting curse.
Blackbird sits high above
Watching with dew-bright eyes
She waits - head tilted towards her nest and the shrill open maws of her hungry chicks.
The threads tighten and sway, and she swoops in, an uninvited guest at the party
Balletic movements in synchronous choreography with the Fly's muse
Unaware that she herself is muse to another Mother with feline mouths to fill.
Balletic movements in synchronous choreography with the Fly's muse
Unaware that she herself is muse to another Mother with feline mouths to fill.
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