Weaving, winding, slicing, binding, keeping me from my most precious Love.

Intricate standing, some complete banding, shielding my face from her Hand.

Criss-crossing, overlapping, strong and unbreakable tensile strength..

A slip-proof barrier, containing the fairer, of my joining.

Complete and final; designed by Evil…with forbidden Fruit intact.

I..touch it…and it is real.