The Missing Puzzle Piece
by MST

Your hands grow moist as we start to slip,
Oh how I remember the days we were attached by the hip.
To feel your breath like a warm summers breeze,
Our hearts were like a puzzle that was finished with ease.
Every bit of you matched up with me,
When together, we finally felt free.

Something happened that shook the puzzle loose,
Suddenly I began to imagine tying a noose.
Our pieces were once so tightly attached,
It appears that we need some form of patch.
Our pieces clash without any excuse,
You are like a bomb with a short fuse.

Now we search halfheartedly in order to be complete,
But to search and learn what we lost would be an extraordinary feat.
We both hope to be completed together,
But we've yet to grasp we may be lost forever.

Great photo, (what is that?) powerful poem. liveandletlive · 2012-02-23: 08:01

Really good. The idea, the title and the shot unreal · 2012-02-23: 11:03

Wonderful words an it fits perfect with your picture. To fit is a constant struggle of give and take :) Not always so easy EvaLizette · 2012-02-23: 11:12

I'm very moved by this post. Sometimes I think it's best to let some pieces find you. globetrotdreamer · 2012-02-23: 14:21

Excellent ensemble Antonio... L'idée, le texte, la photo ne font qu'un malgré tout :)) josy63 · 2012-02-23: 14:52

pieces find their way without looking for it most of the times,,,amazing words, love the image ! TIM927 · 2012-02-23: 19:00

I feel sad that a piece of the puzzle falls away..and some don't care to find it..thought provoking :-)) NellyBly · 2012-02-23: 21:03

Muito simples mas bela foto. A ideia é magnifica. renatomartins · 2012-02-26: 16:26

Touching... so much touching... Sad... so much sad... True... so much true... Touching+sad+true=AMAZING! angela20620 · 2012-03-04: 14:57