when something was still separating us

But for my barrier, we are already one

Bridges crossed and others burned, set ablaze amidst the rocky ruins of walls scaled and left crumbling

The moat swept up by dry desert winds in a furious storm of sand, leaving but the rotting bones of a guardian slain in its wake

Swept as the sand off of feet into arms and separated only by cloth

But for my barrier

A damsel born of distress and disguised in fear, I am yours my Dear

But for my barrier