Beyond the veil
A figure – uncertain 
Hurled words - 
Of sharp steel 
They pierce through Her 
And my wounds divided 
Revealing the parts 
That I dared to hide!

Syllables of fine edges
Uncovered His malice
They were 
Beyond the veil 
I questioned if the Phantom 
Had truly ever been?

One day the Veil 
Revealed 
A spirit concealed 
His mouth bore an image
Of a sword sheath 
Once again - the Steel was drawn 
And I felt the same heat!