(22/03/66 / Manchester)

Darling, You Might Want To Eat Me

I might sit in a web waiting to be eaten
But that does not mean to say that I am smitten
Only that I, is twice-shy and have been bitten
And I'm not afraid of love or being eaten.

No, I'm not afraid and I just want you to know
No matter how this goes darling, I won't blame you
No matter how high we go, I don't get vertigo
No matter how this goes darling, I won't blame you.

Darling, you might spin me a delicate web of lies
That's okay as long as I believe you've found your prize
That's okay as long as I don't have to compromise
And we've got something we can both galvanize.

Darling, you might want to eat me
Darling, I'm not surprised I feel the same way as you
I want to eat you too.

by Mark Heathcote

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