He plucked at the thread of her,
The blue and the red of it;
The wire wound throughout him
Like a faint sinew
Holding all the parts of him together.

It was knotted into him:
Bound around nerves and dendrites,
Coiled through his fingers and toes;
It colored his vision a vivid hue of wonder;
Was so woven into his heart
It couldn't expand,
Contract,
Without sounding out her name.