Slink

So cowardly, don’t slither love,
My feeling cannot take it;

Slink and Slink

Slink

and slither my way towards you.
I do not creep or crawl;
I do not walk:
I strut my way towards you.
That slinking strut that
A spiders’ a’ got

I strut toward you
to hold you
to absorb you
to take you into me.

Don’t resist,
we will be
till death do us part,
and beyond,
we shall be together.






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