sew me a poetry thread and let it quilt the bed of our divine

she said to him this time we blanket the thickets
this time my heart quickens against the field of one
so hold me poetry maker for i've no forsaken land
only this flowing garden into your sacred hand

sew me a poetry thread and let it embroider our holy sign

he said to his love as he wrapped her in his warmth
there is no distorting this my honest intent
so hold me blushing one until the fears are done and gone
i meant all along that i am yours beyond the silken song

sew me a poetry thread and let it our lives so entwine

they said to somehow define all that ever already was
and for reasons that we must trust, reasons all their own
she and he find they are meant to be
fine design comforting
through eternity

sew worry not of others
they are of no threat to you
better yet they support
all the love that you report
and wish you the happiest
wish you the best
wish you all that you wish
and the rest
that is yours, thread weavers.