jigsaw

A jumbled up assortment of pieces 

lay scattered across the pneuma of me

the fragments of you lodged into every area of my being

and each one was as precious as the next 

you plucked a shard from my heart 

and the facets glistened like a crystal 

you reached into my mind and gathered a handful of morsels

then you took out your paintbrush 

and the morsels liquified at your command 

one striking stroke on the canvas
and there was the outline of you

one by one you revealed each piece 

showing me in detail the curves and edges

the hues and tiny details that i had missed 

by not looking at you closely enough

it was hard to let go and move on to the next

but the next fit and made the picture more intense

you handed me the brush

and I recognized it

I gasped... I had been the painter

and I had carefully painted all of you 

A magnificent abstract

cut into odd shapes

and I had the unsurmountable task of

fitting them all together

to make the perfect you