The Tailor: Garments of Distrust

A fitting room
My arm around your waste
I set the pin in place
A tiny prick
A sigh of pain
You grab my hand
I smile
I’d sew you to my soul
And leave some pockets on your sides
So that you can find a place
To hide your secrets
But then again
I’m not your size

When wrapped around you
Even a dress itself
Would know its place
Beneath the fabric
You are meant to shine
Naked in your thoughts sublime
Conjuring perfect circles
That complete your silhouette

Come with me towards tomorrow
Why do you refuse to dream?
About another place
About the fleeting taste of memory
You live the now,
And I am bound by reverie
And even though we meet in flesh
Naked unprotected
We cannot conceive
Time between us ripped apart like daffodils
Perched atop two canyons in distress
Peering into mirrors until we burn
And fly around with smoky fumes
Across the universe until we meet
Where time converges
In some distant place

Why do you refuse to dream?
In this room
Our bodies meet, we can conceive
Another world
But when the morning shines
We realize
That we just come from different times
You dwell the now
And I am caught up in your lies
As I sew your wedding dress
I wonder why
You choose to hide yourself
In this disguise

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Character: 62/100

5 thoughts on “The Tailor: Garments of Distrust

  1. I loved this poem and the metaphor of the lover and the tailor. But I wondered if you chose to use the word “sow” as in “to reap” in the poem, or if you meant to use the word “sew” which would be what a tailor would do. I can see how they both would work in this poem.

    • You are welcome. I like to think we are a writing community, here not only to write, but to help each other grow as writers. (There is one more “sow” at the beginning of your poem that seems to be meant as “sew” based on the context of that line.)

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