Hi Spider

Spider doing jumping jacks

8 eyes and you don't look back

That's not how you kill and catch

Neither how you find your match

Rather you see shades of light

Angel in your line of sight

Weave her in your web of life

Build it big and twice as bright

On Earth

Leave the house in which I wait

I dance through my garden gate 

Oscillate and undulate 

Shimmy from this stalemate

Lay beneath our sky and say

Heaven, how's my lion today?

Dialing stars as darkness falls

Solar system soulmate call

I hit 1-800-HOME

He answers his telephone

Down a weeping willow tree

Goes through grass and up to me

All I feel is love and peace

Send him same into the breeze

Softly smile and fall asleep

Wakened with a hypnic jerk

I hear how to make this work

Would you like to meet on Earth?

Speak to him in your artwork

My Business

Others may settle and for them that's fine

I will, however, be having what's mine

I've stepped off of cycles and untied what binds

There's no one who'll meddle, I've made up my mind

I know where to find it and how to align

And who I'm to answer to all of the time

I honor my instincts and follow all signs

I keep my wings up and I walk a straight line

Because it's my business to win this lifetime

Fire and Fly

You light a fire and fly away

Around your sound, against my face

To burn and turn my heart in place

I fan your flames and feed your blaze

A trick, is this how to behave?

Invite you might a miss to stay

To warm her hands by this display 

A kiss, I wish, to thaw these days

Consoled from cold and icy age

Foretold, behold, at glacial pace

My fire, burn higher beside your ace

Moon Balloon

Friends then, back when, and inbetween 

A moon balloon on tin can strings

Between two interstellar beings

I write in rhyme, she speaks and sings

Venusians, Grecians, matching wings

Egyptian pensions, karmic queens

Inside your heart, behind the scenes

Intuits, druids, well esteemed

Both 4's, what for - what does that mean?

We're slowly building better things

Isn't I

Will they wait until they're dead 

In my room at foot of bed

Saying sorry, we've misread

All you've written, what you've said

We have spit on you in life

Spoken words which were not nice

Called you crazy, criticized 

Cast you out and watched you writhe

This is hard for me, no lie

It is painful, angels, why?

Irrespective, isn't I

Who won't love until I die

Cool Cat

Godsmacked, bitch slapped

Held back - why's that?

Did you think that you could do that?

Did I tell you I'm a cool cat?

Mars in Mufasa, moon in Scar

Black jaguar 

And you are?