He told me that small spiders will
jump from tree to tree, bush to bush,
letting a delicate string carry them safely on the wind,
leaving residue behind that
we walk into in the mornings.
I listened, absorbed, nodded
and wondered where my own string would lead
if I jumped away from him.
Residue
Write Then & There 
I find you very pretty and just warm. Liked reading you. :)