Unnoticed, beside the hedge,
I watched them embrace.

She, oblivious in her white-hot passion,
body arching, legs flailing, silk snapping!
He, all the while, behaving as if drunk;
snared by her feminine wiles,
paralysed by her clinging grasp,
shocked by her sudden forwardness!

I passed that way again today,
but they were gone, those lovers.

All that marked their passing
was his drained husk,
spinning madly
upon a broken, abandoned web.