Fabric.

An idea flashed before me.
A what if, a may be, hap, or will.
A thing done in love, or in haste?
Selfish or selfless?
Just another rescue?
Or a gift, an offering.
No strings attached, that's sure.
No bond or expectation.
Just a contract, an opportunity.
A solution.
What if.
What if you,
You and I,
If we were to,
Weave a story out of cloth
That was part truth and part the fabric,
Out of necessity.
You and I, warp and weft
Tied and not,
But still free as we will...
Cogs spinning, I am not one to be swayed by reason or doubt.
Once made, always stayed...
You and I
What if?