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.
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Author:
SerenWise (
Offline) - Published: March 13th, 2019 22:28
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
A bit cryptic but I like it. Sometimes when we look in the mirror we don't always like what looks back at us.
I love this it’s like the painful yearning for a puzzle
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