She spider smiles
And jangley works words from my heart
I heave this heavy worry for you in me
My best and better, cast aside
Only me and what is left
Presents you, with me, brokenly.
Oh for scars that never heal
And for bruises that purple
I wish you over my way
Everyday,
In the best and worst of ways.
How a day and then some
Makes me oft and ever weary
For a you, ever present.
You, only you,
Wrapped in my isolation,
In my desperation.
To feel you, all of you,
To wash all of this two week sadness away.
I have only begun to fall apart.
