the beginning

she asked me if I loved her. I said yes.

she asked me if I was in love with her.

 i had no words.

so i did what i know best. 

i dove. and dove. and spun a web of her. 

tried not to make a mess. 

cleaned up after us.. 

tried not to make a fuss.

I’d burry myself in her stomach… 

hoping to give her something she’d never had before. 

reaching for her love

.. the wanting of her…

..was one thing..

the needing was..

quite

something else. 

 llh