I met a recluse the other day
Unusual as that might be
But we talked and we talked
Well, I did most of it probably
A cute, brown-haired creature
She was a little thing
And a fantastic listener
I could tell her anything
I felt so vulnerable
Letting a complete stranger
Crawl onto my skin like that
I understood the danger
And she played me a song
Just for us and the trees
With her splendid violin
My sweet Loxosceles