Weaving Webs

brook house 1

By Elmast Kozloyan

Spindle silk strands
An imbued gift
woven to perfection
to a certain slant of light
Erotic tales
laced in spiral threading

He won’t notice at first
until he’s tangled in your hard work
Knit knots
Nibble for taste
and seasoning
Bat your eight eyes
wink four
Say that you love him
Devour him whole


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