Unknotted

The lifestrings of you and I
Were intended to merge
and tangle...

First:
Carefully designed to
curve and twist independently
of one another
Each full & rich with hope & promise,
Centered by a common thread.

Then:
A crash-course knot in arms and legs,
limbs and lips,
love and lust, 
Left us bruised and bitten,
A knot we both desired.

Now:
You are freed from this thin thread
and
I
am left,
          shredded
    and
  frayed,
my ends frazzled,
     my arms outstretched
          towards you,
retreating back into my dreams.