Mirrored Thoughts

You're dwelling here with me

On the edge of night,

Our thoughts entwined like tangled vines.


I search in the pool for mystic runes

But all I see is my own reflection,

And the symbols spelling out your name. 


- S. S.


  • Nicholas Browning

    A bit cryptic but I like it. Sometimes when we look in the mirror we don't always like what looks back at us.

  • sylviasearcher

    I love this it’s like the painful yearning for a puzzle

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