Puzzle Pieces

Puzzle pieces
fit together
smashed and broken
nearly weathered
blank as white
and dark as snow
frozen ice
and faded glow
from around the brittle edges
where the pieces forced
and severed
and became
what shouldn't be
when puzzle pieces
are you and me.
Puzzle pieces fit together
as a beauty
and a tether.
They once formed
and not once more
for what they showed
was less than so.
Picture one is painted on
while picture two is drawn and scarred.
Each has something
in its way-
something showing
some old grace.
Yet...
put together
they form none
but the pieces match
as done.