Reflection
I'm afraid
We are not in Narnia
Or in Neverland.
Our world is so real
That I couldn't even
Have the courage
To tell you
How I love your eyes
When they're staring
At the moon.
Or how I love your smile
When I could hear
The silent song of it.
I'd seen butterflies
Swaggering around you
On a moon-shadowed
Meadow. I'd seen
the nosy stars peering at you
Whenever you touch
the loveliest butterfly
On unhurried midnight.
I'd seen my wings
Bloom from my shoulder blades
In front of the mirror.
And in that reflection
I'd seen you slouching
On the loveseat, watching me
Loving my insecurities.
You smiled.
I traced your reflection
In the mirror, it's all I've got
In this real world.
(for J.P.G.)
