Both of us are crying tonight,
Our bodies are battered and tied,
To the fictional stories.
You can't say we didn't try.
I see the arrows are ready to fly,
Through the narrow space that I created.
Can they strike me deeply enough?

I see it in you,
The fiery touch,
Of unconditional love.
It puts me back in a place in my heart,
Where I can learn to separate,
And remember that it is only your kisses,
That leave my lips unmarred.

Only in this space,
Can I piece together my fractured mind.