No Ordinary Weaver

i often weave you
into my words,
for i love
the patterns
that then emerge,

i am not a spider
as some might say,
that weaves compulsively
out of hunger
or just lust,

and i am not a weaver
who is bound to toil,
for his blessed living
till his hands
or fingers hurt,

i am just me
being the best of me,
and you the thread
that for me,
seems to bring it all together.

© vidursahdev 2020