Puzzle Piece
She puts you back together like a puzzle pieceAdded to the lease in the morning after everyone had gone
Too far and near there was this door in her eyes you see
The blinds were drawn against such a tearful light,
The skies unrolled
With haunting carousel roads
Dead Kings on burning thrones
Surrounded by seas of melodies
Crafted by spirits without human hands
Now she stands altar like before your fall into all this
Presently an abyss of silken silence swallowing dreams of blue
No one answers only the trees swaying release
She puts you back together like a puzzle piece
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2019-02-26 at 22:22
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