Translucent Reflection

by Baine Willows   Oct 12, 2008


I have a word upon my lips
They tremble; Cannot speak
Within the mirror, broken looks
So beautiful to me

Raising a hand to brush the glass
The shards all fall away
And ghost within offers a smile
For me, and only me

I close my eyes, she is still there
The ever-present void
Drawing from me all that I am
Drifting into sleep

A lullaby pours from her lips
Always sure; They cannot quake
Caressing just inside my skin
A forgotten memory

Kneeling to run my fingertips
Just over shattered glass
A crystal falls from my face
Her steady gaze remains

Her pale skin, it seems to glow
Her sunken eyes are lovely
Concern now marks her features
You see, she cares for me

I lose myself to crystals
My breath comes as it pleases
She raises a finger up
To her ever-steady lips

She breathes just fine
Her word is mine
As mine is hers
I let her speak for me

The apparition within the mirror
That only I can see

Lowering her hand
She tries again
Consoling silent tears
Those pale lips part

And I hear her speak
Her voice is mine
Soothing and strong
As mine can never be

Hush

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