We only dared to look at each other through mirrors,
for I feared that her gaze would burn me
and my ashes could be swept away by sunlight,
so weightless they would be.
We only dared to touch each other through gloves of silk,
for I knew that my hands would freeze her,
turning her breath into fragile layers of ice,
which would break the sun’s rays like a prism.
We only dared to love each other by pretending to,
for we would be bound to break,
our heartstrings plucked until they snapped,
not withstanding the vibration.