Six Things you Didn't Know about me
I'm cheating and responding to a tag from Whirling Dervish at the same time as I answer Totally Optional's request for a mystery.
I am the one who, sitting tailor-fashion,
Carefully coiled your guts and packed them in.
I am the one who braided your veins and arteries,
The one who crocheted the fine net of your nerves.
I am the one who sang you to sleep that night
When your first boyfriend proved unfaithful;
The one who called down storms to delight your eyes
When the world was too small for your breathing heart;
I am the one who lay on the bare floor
Huddled at your feet, last night, and wept.