Wednesday, April 9, 2008

Poem, Day 9

Refracted mirror pieces
send light abounding
in any and all directions.
He's waiting in dark alleyways
and broken photo streams
to save her life.
With a subtle pull,
she's under,
casting her worries
towards her feet
as she plummets
headfirst
into love.
She's waiting in dark dreamways
and broken wishing wells
for him
to become real.

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