Through The Looking Glass

March 20, 2011
He reached towards the glass
Cool to the touch.

This was his only chance
No other would ever come.

He paused, took a breath
Then through the glass he went.


He landed on the other side
The world fought hard against him
As it tried to force him back

But he could not go
He would not go
Back beyond the glass.


So he pushed forward
To the girl
Seen only through the glass

Hair flowing, eyes sparkling
Begging for him to love her
To be saved from the world
Behind the glass.


He finally found her
Calling her name
As she disappeared
Into the mist.



Then he awoke
Safe in his bed
Facing the mirror

And there she stood
Waiting.
Fingers against the glass





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