Truth is a Fluttery Cobweb

Truth is a fluttery cobweb,

I cannot make it quiver

I wished with a web of words

To mesh my jewelled fly

Fondle, feel and probe her parts

Know she was truly mine.

But the earth beneath me trembled

The world outside distracted me:

And when I looked to take my will of her

She had loosened my loving bonds

And suddenly was able to fly away.