Woven Hearts Poem by Arsh Kaur

SERENELY; she wove my heart
Similar to hers
Her fingers beneath the skin
Did me magical works

Healing every inch of me
I could feel the way she felt
Now that we are one;
I could tend to know her well

Her; what to talk about
Everything mesmerisingly placed;
What to talk and what to leave
I'm indeed in sort of disgrace

And finally she puts herself to rest
After giving my corpse
A grievous look

Now, we tend to remain forever together
As we are one to have...
The Woven Hearts🥀