Beneath The Mirror’s Face


Beneath The Mirror’s Face

In the quiet hours

As the day sleeps

And the world sighs

I feel you near

In the piercing dark

Beneath the mirror’s face

The wishing glass

A white shadow

Shining and intangible

The vision ripples

A lost mirage

And I am alone

Beyond the cool reflection

Eyes as deep as wells

Hands on the frame

Unseeing

© Ann Bagnall 2021

 

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