The arrow is not for both

SHE
You’ve touched my dreams through length of miles,
You’ve burned the dreams, their sparks and flame.
But distanced love… just… How fragile… It’s
Like a piss-take, like stupid game.
They say, love – arrows of the Cupid
But when the arrow not for both,
It’s so thoughtless, so stupid,
There’s no soap to take the oaths.
I withdraw all the arrows out
With no blaming, with no cry
It might be distance is a bond,
It might be time to say “good bye”.

HE
Sometimes the only pay for having
Your own faith, your own fay
Is when it's tested when it’s beating
Again. Again! Just every day.

My soul was hurt by acute pain
When while ago we took apart.
I found my balance… But again
You touched that suture of my heart.

And I excited, the emotion
Like wave and depth of  d;j; vu
  I have to drink it as sweet potion
Because of I, because of you. 

I try to kill this stupid pain,
Spite I want be with you again…
I don’t look for my own gain,
But this decision is a bane!

Don’t touch my heart, don’t touch the suture,
Please! Cause it hurts my stupid heart!
You care of my own future,
But while ago we took apart…

And still I feel the acute pain,
And still I’m thrilled by d;j; vu…
I don’t want feel the pain again!
Because of I, because of you. 

I’m still comparing past to future,
And all my dreams now breathe with pant…
It was your wound, but MY sutures,
I try to picture but I can’t…

TOGETHER
But if we go again together,
Meet our halfway from the start
Despite the storm and someone’s blether,
We’ll never, NEVER be apart!


© Полина Окулова, Екатеринбург   
2017,2018 (собрано из двух стихов)