tesselate

No brickwork so tight
It can not block a flower
Relentless racemes of the heart
A love’s perfumed tenacity
Ne'er swallowed by concrete
Stone, sand, gravel
That which is already broken
Can not blunt the sun
Nor inflorescent spikelets
Laughter, support, affection
Chip away at darkness layered
In imperfect tessellation
Your voice chimes cyme
Over and under
Bursting through
We find a way

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Bite chunks out of me
You’re a shark and I’m swimming
My heart still thumps as I bleed
And all your friends come sniffing

Triangles are my favorite shape
Three points where two lines meet
Toe to toe, back to back, let’s go, my love; it’s very late
‘Til morning comes, let’s tessellate

Go alone my flower
And keep my whole lovely you
Wild green stones alone my lover
And keep us on my heart

Three guns and one goes off
One’s empty, one’s not quick enough
One burn, one red, one grin
Search the graves while the camera spins

Chunks of you will sink down to seals
Blubber rich in mourning, they’ll nosh you up
Yes, they’ll nosh the love away but it’s fair to say
You will still haunt me

Triangles are my favorite shape
Three points where two lines meet
Toe to toe, back to back, let’s go my love; it’s very late
'Til morning comes, let’s tessellate