Let me tell you how she comes
Like she came into being.
With her blue eyes,
She sits next to me.
A prey in fault is she
For my look pierces her heart.
She should not have sat there
In the first place.
In the first place of thought
She should have sat instead.
Now that she already sat
Can never change where she is set.
Caught in the web of my write,
She can never leave apart,
Nor escape.
A portion of my deserve,
No one is dared to observe.
I, like any spider, will not let her go.