You are like a huntsman spider, thats the best way to describe you,
my stars, you are still terrifying,
and I'd love to press you into memory,
away, away, away, you need to stay, away,
yet you're beautiful, in the strangest of ways,
your delicate, yet masculant, capable body, on my white sheets,
so instead of killing you, I spare your still short life,
I slip you into a glass jar, and put you out,
and pray you don't come back,
For there is nothing I need from a terrifying creature, such as a huntsman spider,