With each new breathe maybe… a whisper
once strong      now soft as a wisp like silk spun
this delicate thread interwoven over time    a web begun from a hungry heart

a songbird’s trill from deep within a tickled throat
love songs to thrill as real laughter floats

or poems to quote to attract
then attach a willing loving soul

even if in trickery spider’s eggs hatched

with honesty pure
as a honey bees sweetness

a cure to help endure
the lonely spells… the stings with swells since at times stung  eager to run

but struck
a deal to kiss to heal    nightmares dispel

to stick with not stuck to one wounded    withered as a leaf that falls    drifts    lands upon a grassy mound or floral hill

in loyalty    I promise    I will