i pace the floors
and wonder if you
could ever feel the way i do for you.
my reflection seems to hold
the answers i want to hear.
i look at the mirror
and quietly speak:
"mirror, mirror
on the wall,
will the love i dream of
ever be mine?"
the reflection in the mirror,
turns from me
into the lover i dream of,
stares and then says:
"stop dreaming.
i am already yours."
YOU ARE READING
YOURS and MINE.
Poetrya little story of love between two people and how love is a personal thing that doesn't need anything from the outside world to flourish. it's a about something special, something beautiful, something rare. it's personal and it's about love. 💝
