We set the time
We set the pace
And you joke about
Passions race

And then I hear
What I've heard before
For convenience sake
Am I ignored

I'm angered again
By the tone I hear
But I question if
It is just the fear

And you make a point
to be sure I know
Not a frady cat
There's the reason though

But the reason fades
And the truth is told
I'm too tired now
And I'm not so bold

I must ask myself
What I'm doing here
I don't need the grief
Of this fear

But I want to taste
Of this man
Reaching out to me
Without a plan

His eyes they shine
When they look at me
He beams with such
an intensity

That it holds me still
Until the time is right
I anticipate
for a single night

But I question this thing
and I question him
It is clear to me
I am just a whim

Why I allow
This to be so
I do not understand
So I let him go

There is no regret
For that which I choose
But this power play
He will lose

But in his gaze
He walks dangerous ground
This takes too long
He's without a sound

Won't let him reach me 
Not this time
If the pain will come
It will not be mine...

-Spider