Fact or fiction?

You spin such wonderful tales
and I am caught
like a tiny spider
Lured into my own web
as well as yours
How I wish I could know
whether the stories
that dizzy and stun me
are true..for they intoxicate me
like the finest wine

How I wish I could be
wrapped up in the layers
of that soft, spongy web
you spin round my heart
Protecting me from life's hurts
But at this point
I cannot know whether the
Sweet sting
Is that of poison
Or elixir
manacle or miracle
old wives' tale
or fairy tale come true
and if I struggle to break free
whether I will be relieved
that I got away
or crushed
that I have lost
this silvery wisp
of a chance
forever