Put your lips close to mine, as long as they don't touch.
Breathe in me, but cannot see, the wounds that ache so much.

I'll let you linger in my space, lights dimmed so you can't fully see.
In this place I hid, and sins that did, purge the light from me.

Hearts are such a delicate thing, walls built so you can hide.
The side of you, that always knew, this luscious lullabie.

Age sets in and scars collect, imperfections on your skin.
A road map, of gnarled sap, from the spot we all begin.

Reflections always distorted, some how you became so shallow.
As I cried, and echoes confide, I made love to my weeping shadow.