My poems meant to ensnare,
To trap you in silken words
The more you move
The lines now stick to your skin,
I will wrap you up
Feed on your thoughts
Many have fallen
In to my soft words,
My web
Of poetry,
Of stories,
Of things woven
But yet untold.
I invite you
To be a guest in to my web of thoughts
But you may be stuck here
Ensnared, glued to the words.
Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 6:44 PM UTC
My poems meant to ensnare,
To trap you in silken words
The more you move
The lines now stick to your skin,
I will wrap you up
Feed on your thoughts
Many have fallen
In to my soft words,
My web
Of poetry,
Of stories,
Of things woven
But yet untold.
I invite you
To be a guest in to my web of thoughts
But you may be stuck here
Ensnared, glued to the words.
