rubbed off paint

Our unfettered selves collided today

A pop quiz lay at our feet 

And we pulled through unscathed

Almost

In the midst of the muddle 

A bit of our magic got rubbed off

The sensation—a scrape—so gentle

Yet there 

As I felt the inevitable sting

My heart sorely fell for a moment

The shine that had been ever so blinding

Now paled

But then—

I could better view our humanity

The beauty of both of us

Embracing in unsparing charity 

Solace

Flooded in and buoyed by the kindness

Within our perfectly flawed exchange

Giving with a brighter fondness

Darling,

Magic's paint only lasts so long

Seen through the clear glass of acceptance

Is where this lovely vision belongs