looking glass
she
looks at your picture
late in the night
while you sleep
an ocean away
yet ever present
in her mind
like a looking glass
your beautiful eyes
light the shadows
of her unlit dreams
guiding her,
to herself…
to life…
to love…
to…
you
November 23rd, 2005 at 2:46 pm
You seem to be on a beautiful path. I should like to find one as lovely.
November 23rd, 2005 at 4:59 pm
Ahhh, but the paths are so elusive when you’re actually looking for them. It’s when you stop looking that you find them… or they find you… something like that.