draw the suture line

A dash of lace across skin where the bruise is ripe
Broken is the ideal muse
Dyes of unkown origin making love
Paint your feelings nude

With nothing else but kajal you catch all the light
In the bare wonder of your moves
I'm standing still with weakness clutched tight
But my passion's swimming inside the glass of you

Stitch messages onto seams that only you can read
Hidden to the world
Our laconic love written into words that fray over time So let the saree unfurl

Still the dame that wanders innocently into woods
Flower in a form
Filter poison and watch it curl in my wine
So I can sleep in your arms

Note: This piece was inspired by the concept of twisted relationships and specifically by Paul Thomas Anderson's movie, 'Phantom Thread' and the track Drawing The Line by Porcupine Tree.

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