Spiderwebs make me think of you
The way you dance and move
The shimmer
The glimmer
The sadness in your eyes
I can't quite place that look
But it matches the disquiet in my
Heart.
Which silken strand
Do you cling to the most,
The one that is darkened by the shade,
The one a subtle hint of lavender jade?
The loss of hope,
The descent to despair,
The way you dance and move.
Spiderwebs make me think of you
How easy you are to hold on to,
How easily you fall apart.
The shimmer
The glimmer
And then you are gone.
