Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Wednesday, January 02, 2019

Mirror

I gazed into the mirror
to see what could be seen
and the reflection wasn't solo
as I saw you next to me.

The tears once had fallen
were nowhere to be found,
and a soft whisper of love
was like angels singing down.

I felt the magic within me
like a whirlwind of joy
as I embraced the moment
and allowed your spirit to
toy.

Embrace the darkness
the silence of the night
as I close my eyes it's your love
the most beautiful sight.

This isn't a chapter in passing
or a love story to be told,
for you're the true meaning of
soulmates both new and old.

It might be a want
and definitely  a need
to hold you close to me
for all eternity.

I gazed into the mirror
to see what could be seen
and the reflection wasn't solo
as I saw you next to me.





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