Naked and alone questioning myself:
the reasons my smile
could never mask naivety.
I pained us both.
Hurt you not with my fist
but with my blinkered eyes;
tearing our world in two.
Perseverance engraved across
fractured ribs,
vulnerable heart encounters insomnia.
Grasp the solid, wizened hands
in the pockets of time's weather robes,
wrench backwards with all I have
and fall into your arms.
Here we sleep,
drawing eternal strength
from cotton clouds above
we lay in silence forever
enshrined in self-made love.

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