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Till She Fill My Mouth With Laughing
By
Lisa Nohealani Morton

If the first wasp of the season is seen in your house, that is a sign you are to form an unpleasant acquaintance. -Margaret Morley, Wasps and Their Ways

The Tarantula, so dreadful at first sight, especially when we are filled with the idea that her bite is dangerous, so fierce in appearance, is nevertheless quite easy to tame, as I have often found by experiment. - J. Henri Fabre, The Life of the Spider

You were so patient with me in the beginning. I think that's how you won me over.

For days you perched outside my burrow, crooning your love. I trembled in time to the quivering of your legs - shivers that reached deeper inside me than any vibrations of the wide living world had before. No prey or mate had ever made me feel this delicious mix of fear and anticipation. Every hair on my legs shook with it; the facets of the world fuzzed and melted at every edge, turning my familiar lair into a place where there was no safety from your need.

I think it was that, more than anything, that brought me out to you.

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