An aim true

Hit first time

The rifling marks carried

Kept you straight

 

We both, scars outside and in

Spinning toward the other

Now landed

 

I give, I give all

I leave nothing for me

My past held out, my now

My future

 

From the moment you fired

Your shot stole my breath

Ink in water

My eyes firmly focussed

from then in my thoughts, in my head, you have lodged like a bullet, a drug

 

Enough of the scars

(We carry our share)

I give all