The universe pulled his threads apart
A living torment forever
But she picked him up so gently
And stitched him back together
She held him close with kisses soft
And tied his strands in Butterfly bows
And when he stood upright again
His wounds were nearly closed
Through thick and thin
and scarlet string
They kept themselves
A lonely pair
With silken hair
And souls entwined forever
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DiversosA bundle of blurbs. (from my pinterest comments) Vote for which to expand into full stories! Each of these bits and bobs, odds, and ends was inspired by a pin of a prompt, poem, or picture, so without the pin might make no sense 🥲 But I'm working...
