On tender fronts
lovers meet for war,
strong with reasons
but they stand
still unsure

Loyalty withers
with cries
as strikes pound,
in wide rifts
disappointment
has found

No plasma spills
at a surge
in the heart,
just toxins
tearing arteries apart

The strategies are vicious
in the aftermath
of lies,
lusting fidelity,
partly paralyzed

The taste of torment
are blisters
in their minds,
where eclipses spread
until emptiness blinds