A Shared Space.

A domestic. A mirror got smashed. Words said that cannot be unspoken.

A shared space

With physical barriers

Doors and windows

Not locked, but respected.

Gazed through

Walked through

With permission

Given of the self.

Is embracing

Without touching

Even possible?

A soul space

Virtual embrace

Kind face

From Number 1

Create also, a 1b

And learn to live

Alongside.

Some broken things can be fixed

Some, like a mirror, cannot

But can be replaced

With an even prettier one.

The broken one, recycled

Given new things to reflect

Retaining memory though,

Of a past existence.

Like sand can.