Arachnophilia Posted on July 25, 2015 by kathryningrid Brown Recluse to Black Widow Never fret, my darling; Never fear, my dear: If I had meant to murder you You wouldn’t still be here— But I prefer the gentler sort Of crime, soft as a breath— Embracing you with all eight arms, While kissing you to death. Share this:FacebookLinkedInEmailPinterestMoreRedditTumblrTwitterLike this:Like Loading... Related
Thank you, Cindy! I know you have proper admiration and respect for arachnids, given your menagerie around the Holler. 🙂
Oh this is a good one…….xxx
Thank you, dearest! Have a beautiful, hummingbird-filled week! 😀
LOL. Love the poem. It is so you, K. The pictures, the first esp, belong in a book.
😉 😉 !