Suture

Just a puzzle exists
in this tunnel I’m amiss;
puzzled I try twist
a modicum of bliss.

Riddle me a riddle,
play me like a fiddle.
Maybe of love a little
to make bitter brittle.

Fragile is a world
flowers won’t unfurl;
the hurt my world
it opens for a girl.

Just take a trip see
my heart sees a sea
in sweet love to breathe;
in my wreck I bleed.

Take this vein tight
hold with all your might.
I might kick and fight
but I’ll love you all my life.

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