Sunday, August 04, 2013

THE MIRROR

*(part.2: am I dreaming or am I awake?)


The mirror was there

and as I approached, it sucked me.

I whirled like in a black hole

leaving behind me, only pale reflections.

Willing prey of this untamed dream

longing, for more to achieve.

Right there you were 

the tainted dreamer

you called me knowing

I was the eternal seeker.

The darkness faded

everything has changed with the slight movement of my face

leaving me wondering

if we waere trapped in the same,complex structure

or if I was meant to be only

the silent watcher.

 
© Diana Mistera 3.8.2013
 
 
 




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