by G. Alexis Page

Created on: February 19, 2007   Last Updated: May 14, 2007

The Mirror

Where do I turn
To face me,
Quiet in moments
of doubt,
Alone
In a tunnel
Void of Light?
My hands
Stretching forward
Fringers brailing
The density
Of air,
Recognizing nothing
Reflected
Back to me.

Who's words
Were those,
Spoken so
Harshly,
While ecstasy's
Power
Swept away all
Reasoning?
Who's voice
Muttered
While the throes
Of Passion
Invaded my sacred
Cavern,
Stealing from me
Yet again,
The years of
Self imposed
protection?

Fragile is the crack
Found in the surface
Of gentle waters
Pooled and glossy,
Calling, calling to
A silent song
inside.
The lines
Of my face
Run like rivers
Of tears,
Collected in cisterns
Flowing beneath
This surface
Of Mercury and ice.

I see you there,
Engulfed
In the mist,
Deep within eyes
Of turquoise blue,
Brilliant shards
of shattering
Light.
Where do you
begin,
Where do I
End,
Past this mirror,
Beyond this point?

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