Don't Read This

Shelob

   Mon, November 13, 2006 - 8:47 AM
when I wake my love is there
running fingers through my hair

spinning webs about my feet
until my bondage is complete

taunting me with finger tips
and dripping honey lies from her lips

and I, I lay there like a stone
helpless, hopeless, and alone



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Mon, November 13, 2006 - 5:09 PM
Hmmm Sweet torment
Tue, November 14, 2006 - 5:47 AM
not hopeless, nor alone...
"hope is a waking dream..."

so awaken, and live the dream! you are all but unbreakable, supported by a web of love and friendship. take that red pill, my brother! I am here.