I wrote this a few years ago but only recently got around to tweaking it (which it sorely needed). Enjoy.

Distanced by friendship we are
Two separate delicious things.
You. Me. Shoulder to shoulder we
Walk on narrow paths

The arrow aimed,
A stab of pain,
And we are forced to see.

Cherry blossoms in your hair,
Hands brushing,
Our eyes match and meet.
Words like honey on my tongue.
You. Me. Fingers bleeding we
Share a shard of Cupid's bow.
Blood like chocolate on your lips
I lean in to taste.