The Reflection of You

You are my Reflection of the past,
the things in dreams,
the untold secrets,
we meet by the glow of moonlight,
in the shine of a crystal sphere,
like strangers in the night,
I follow you threw my fantasies,
in the fallen white feathers ,
as the dance goes on,
13 hours to make it right,
as if falling free of the guilde cage,
a underground whisper,
in a maze of unseeing and seeing,
to dine with enemie,
a take threw childhood to womenhood,
an agure heart ready for love,
he will be m'lord.


By Jadecoyote