a framed mirror

Recognized. You. Before we even met…
On first sight. I… new… nothing is the same.
Asking (unseen) forces to explain… yet…
Half to the other. Understands. No shame.
She’s quitting habits instead of disguise.
His explanations don’t come… as easy…

Life carries on because…. None are too wise.
His breath shortage is her wheezing.
She’s a full moon puppet. Dangling from sky.
He doesn’t tell a soul. She cannot care.
Upon first sight. He first to ask… why?
Moments questioning are replaced with stares.
She bites her own hand. To keep it… inside.
Who are they? Identity. Coincide.