Us, the puzzle

you place me  
         puzzle knot by puzzle knot 

unto a canvas  
         my hands curl towards you, like vines

the colors of me
         fan like seeds, crimson as summer blooms 

above the sky
         i stretch like wheats in the field, shuffled gold-  

lean on me, you say & i do    
         entranced with the boldness in your eyes & words -  

how they drip & suckle the best of me
         my lips murmur sounds strange to me & i let 

the unfamiliar become familiar, from
         the hard taste of your tongue to the soft back of your knees

the shape of your hips 
         drowning in the night, cryptic as the crescent moon    

over time, each part of me falls into
        old chinese box & you are gathering them like pearl 

tiles, stacked neatly & over time, i learn of a 
        paradox: some part of us will never fit & will remain  

solitary,  uncut diamond rock,  
        unpredictable keylock-
        
like the weather, we are always on our toes,
        trying to push&fit the pieces of our days, 

yet leaving some things un/
       angled, a mystery, unfolding still -
        
there's beauty in waking up to see the sun rise & 
        paint our sky 
                                             unfinished  &    

Posted for D'verse Poets Pub -
Puzzled - Hosted by Brian Miller

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