"Loose Stitches"
- Sara Qureshi
- Dec 26, 2015
- 1 min read
Quickly, quickly
Grab the pieces
Surely, surely
Warm feeling releases
Over and over
Pulled apart
Tearing and tearing
At my changing heart
Poor, poor lover
He hangs on for dear life
Coping and hoping
For a warm loving wife
One day some day
I'll learn how to mend
Loose stitches, loose stitches
An ongoing trend
Ramble and gamble
I'll be happy today
Tomorrow the morrow
I'll already have changed
Stitch, stitch, stitch me together
Don't let me fall apart
It's beauty, my beauty
My artwork, my marks
Grab a needle, grab a medic
Better pray they hold
Loose stitches, loose stitches
Love uncontrolled
Howling, howling
The fierce winds come
Consume consume
Sutures coming undone
Inside me, inside me
Something lingers that's warm
Emerging, submerging
In periods of dorm
Grab that needle, that medic
Still praying they hold
Loose stitches, loose stitches
Lover gone cold
-SQ 2014
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