A frayed knot

 

Wispy words trip breathlessly

from your delicate lips.

Slip into the ether

like smoke, evading my grip.

I hang on every word you speak.

Ingesting the liquid thoughts you leak,

letting them deep into my lungs.

A ray of hope, a new sun

over the sky, so glum.

 

I listened intently

to every raised exclamation.

Every hurt, lost note.

Every word so delicately placed,

encased in a world

of metaphor and tone.

 

I listen to every word.

Feeling the soft breath

on my cheeks,

as you delicately speak,

I feel the heat flow

from charred lips,

into my ears where

the words will sit.

 

Under 

whisked egg-white 

clouds

and soft-boiled 

yolk 

yellow sun

I listen to your tales

so majestically spun

and I wished our two tales

could become one.

Those twin frayed threads

could entwine,

I'm a frayed knot of love

so beautiful and divine.

We could walk or run

through the green grass,

cracking the sun.

Letting its colours

seep into everyone.

 

 

 

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