Anatomy of Love

In the conquering darkness of the night
The little firefly shows its might
But a spider woos and lures it to its den
A sumptuous meal before the night end
Love is betrayal

The spider embroiders its web
Arranging its finely woven thread
As a present to his mate
So she can lay her eggs safe
Love is trust

Then the spider was caught in a storm
All that is happy turned gloom
He lost his mate, his palace spurned
He walked solitarily amid the litter of spawn
Love is fate

But all that has been said and done
There is no greater love than love
Love turns betrayal into truth
Love thrusts trust into loath
Love is conquered but conquers all
Love is fated to make history

Just be sure to realize when there is one!