Weary traveler, I thank thee for thy time
Time as we know is precious
In this we have supped together
Having our cups filled
And our plates engorged
Thou hast stayed awhile
Speaking of thy mind
Simple words rattled off in simplistic form serve not thee well
Nay. Tis the form without utterance that speaks
True form that swells my breast
Giving greater glory to deeds done
Aye. Thou hast done this to my delight
Pray thee stay more so now than before
The fire of the night shall call us
Beckoning to be heard
Hear it we shall and relish in the hour
That granted our fine and lovely meet ~ Arachne ~ 6/8/10 @ 5:20 p.m. EST
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