‘I felt you before I saw you’ he crooned,
as he spun me a line.
Nimbly he wrapped me in gossamer,
‘for you are precious to me’ he whispered,
I spiralled to his charms.
Too late, I realised
I had lingered too long.

As I sat with my morning coffee I watched a spider as it twirled an unfortunate fly, trapped on its web, into a little white cocoon. It was fascinating to watch close up – normally I would run a mile from any spider!

Linking this to d’Verse Poets Pub and Linda Lee Lyberg’s invitation to write a quadrille including the word ‘linger’


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