Black Widow

Should the widow need to poison to feed…

May the red hourglass sift sand as if it were honey before I take my last breath…

What is time if not taken… what is life if not lived in the moments that are presented and cherishing their presence?

Far from the darkness of a feared arachnid, the web casted trapped me in a suspended moment forcing me to look into your eyes and see your smile… only to want it all for myself….

I question myself asking how much time has passed… and even more so how could time do so, if I am to see not how much of it I have… but how if used carefully I could study and fall for every single thing about you…

Not quantity… but quality

A desire for an intense intent and a reciprocated emotion…

But I have time… if I have nothing else…

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