Thread this tapestry, thread true and tether
Lace and linen, private cloth united
With the piercing laceration of a pious needle
Stitch afore made, completing in to one
Sensual prick stitch, scarlet red thread
Pierced virgin cloth alike
Seaming a purple robe to gather our bodies
In one
Tearing a flesh seam,
Divorcing our matrimony of flesh
Plucked with the sieze of your hand
Torn sudden, scarred and strewn
In scarlet ribbons on the floor
Lay sweat-stained tomb linens
And my cold naked body beside
(Inspiration from John Donne The Flea)
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