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Lovely Crocus

Tags: dark, love

Lovely Crocus, sweet spider of the night

feeling webs beneath my feet

beneath the lavender purple sky

as a widow lingers

With the dew distilled to brandy

as the winds sing you a song  

I feel eight legs walk the spine

of my omens

While Autumn blows your hair

and the Lord whispers, Hosea

the widow makes its nest

fornicate and digest

Now cocooned for lust

in the widow's lair

soon to be but a memory

Lovely Crocus, sweet spider of the night

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