Reflection
From the face of my enemy-
No, not his face,
But a reflection-
Shines the eyes of my love.
I see my childhood
Tormentor…
Until
He looks at me…
It is for her that I have done this,
Taken this mark,
Lived this lie,
Led a fiend on an
Been a spy for another man.
I have not redeemed all
Mistakes I have made,
Nor do I expect to do so.
For in the child I secretly guard
I see what I could have had,
Had I spoken my heart.
It is both what
She would have wanted and
A reflection of my unrequited
Love
That I protect her son
Until he is strong enough
In both wit and skill to
Avenge her.