After you died I couldn't piece you together. <br />It frightened me a bit. <br />The more I longed for you <br />The more fragmented you became. <br />I'd close my eyes but all that came <br />Were disjointed images. <br />A leg, an arm, an ear, an eye, <br />As if some piece of surreal art had come alive <br />That displayed limbs, individualised <br />Dancing in space. <br />The scar on your forehead came <br />But not your face, <br />Which melted into some crazy, cubist piece. <br /> <br />Months passed, one was busy, one stayed sane, <br />Filled in the blanks as best one could <br />Did different things, dealt with the pain. <br /> <br />Then one day you came together <br />And I could see you whole again.<br /><br />Margery Rehman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/getting-reconnected/
