I stand here before you
Gilded mirror calls to me with unknown reflection
I see you on the other side wandering in the green
I watch as you dream of me and you, without your knowledge
My hand presses against this glass barrier calling you nearer
My cries for you are only translated in whispers
You can’t hear me fully, but you wonder who I am
You sense my presence
I feel for cracks in the frame to become undone
I search for ways to reach you in your world
I want you to see me, the other side of your existence
How to make you realize there is more worlds than your own
I want you to come closer so I can touch you
My touch would be as gentle as your sleeping breath
As you breathe on my pillow
You glance over at my movements
I stop breathing
I have known you for so long before you knew me
My soul has been searching through the tendrils of possibilities
I have been left bleeding by many a thorn disguised as soft petals
The vines wrapped around my wishes have been cut away
I stand here before the gilded mirror
I stand here before you and my reflection
The mirror cracks
You look up at the sudden sound and you finally see me
With tentative steps you approach
Truth shines brightly in the shards of broken glass where they lay
I cross the threshold and stand gently waiting
I stand slightly swaying
A sudden smile welcomes you as you approach
Your improbability breaks all rules
I finally stand here before you
I stand here before you
