Musings in my Dressing Room
Sitting at my vanity
Staring in the mirror
I slowly
brush my hair
As I start to sing
I wonder
Is he
listening?
My Angel
My Master
Who promises me my
dreams
I only sing for him
Although I wish to sing for more
I
pause and listen
As I glance at my mirror
Wondering if he will
speak
And beckon me to join him
Sing with him
I start
humming
But thoughts of my Angel never leave my mind
As I sit
here
Waiting