NEEDING YOU

NEEDING YOU

You

weave me

into songs

of minor key

with a dissonance

which covers me up like

a quilt of mismatched colors.

You paint me into sharp corners

leaving me like an untended child whose

 fear becomes entwined with a need for love.

Pulling a thread of the mismatched colors,

I see the ease with which I am torn

while quilting my life to your own.

Reassembling the loose threads,

I skillfully weave me

into myself and out

of your hands...

no longer

needing

you.

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[wordman]

cover me with a blanket of love

[Miss Sharon]

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Patchwork or quilted? ~Sharon

[wordman]

either or both