02/01/2012

"Reflection"

By: darkdreamerx

The mirror looks

back

at me, with inquisitive

eyes.

It's not "Why do I look

this way?" or

"What

can I change?"

Just a blank stare,

with knowing

eyes.

"Are you satisfied?"

A voice,

my voice.

The mirror said nothing

aloud,

of course.

But I knew the

answer,

before the question

was asked.

A smile,

our smile.

The mirror looks

back

at me, and I stand there.

Nothing more, nothing less.