A/N: Ok, this is a poem first then the poem is explained through the story. So basically this is a poemfic. The two chapters after this one, in the story, are memories, the rest after are the continuation from this night. Enjoy!
I lay in bed next to you watching your red hair move with the midsummer's wind, all the while this poem repeating itself like a mantra over and over inside my head.
My mirror, on the wall
My mirror, standing tall
My mirror, so divine
My mirror, could you be mine?
My mirror, a simple thing I ask
My mirror, yes, a lust-filled task
My mirror, do close you eyes
My mirror, and kiss me despite
My mirror, our family ties
My mirror, and the innocence in your eyes
I want to tell you how much I love you, yet I can't. The rules that bind me are our family bindings …and the innocence in your eyes. I let out the breath I am holding, tuning it into a barely audible sigh. You lift your sleepy eyes and run a hand through my hair and ask "Are you afraid anymore? Ginny?"
"Slightly, Ron" I respond and give you a half-hearted smile. How long will I use the pretence of being afraid of thunder, of lighting, of anything, just to crawl into bed next to you? How long can I keep my feelings hidden? How long until you leave me, when you understand that I love you in more ways than a sister should? You've fallen asleep again and I turn to face your window curling up into a ball, wrapping my arms around myself, trying to give myself the comfort I seek from you…
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