Web of Loneliness Poems

Poems of the Lonely

Mirror


As the mist rises slowly from the steaming ponds, I lie here listening to your gentle breathing. The soft light of dawn touches your face. I’m afraid to move. Afraid to break the spell and losing this moment for ever. Thoughts keep milling through my mind. Past, future, present. All mixed into one.

An old couple, enjoying the gentle sunshine on a park bench, happy and content with what life brought them. An excitement flushed face, glowing with adrenalin. A listless tear, slipping down a cheek.

How I wish I could protect you from those tears. How I wish to save you from even one moment’s pain. And how selfish that would be. For, not only would I be destroying those moments, but uncounted blissful moments too.

The moment shatters as you turn over, snuggling closer, and I realise that the images I saw where not moments from your life, but from mine, reflecting of you. For that is what we are, mirrors. Sometimes we are truly lucky in finding a mirror that distorts our reflection ever so slightly. Making us like what we see, making us happy. I close my eyes, content for now, and in my mind I hear the soft tinkling of shattered glass.

 

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