Reflections
Grey clouds and rolls of thunder clap,
How comes the sun through that I'm puzzled at,
One moment dull now sudden passions lapse,
Come stronger back like Phoenix rise from ash,
It takes a spark to make me blaze now I'm on fire hoping it can catch,
Curiously wonder,
If my reflections match,
Mirrored I see Alice through the looking glass,
Slide in out of focus slowly times went past, though for lost souls ceaseless travels fast,
You seem to stop it's hands,
Clocks and all my sacred sands,
Fascinated bet you always glance,
Scared of what it holds and hope for half a chance,
The deepest strongest roots advance and blossoms grow a tree of romance,
petals avalanche,
swarms of color,
You light up the darkest habitats

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Now its like rushes, skin crawls,
It makes me want it more, whispers beckon and your echos call,
As I follow down the tunnel I cant help but fall,
Still time makes us fools, I want it but cant have it all,
Darkly, not intended,
A picture That's reflective hanging loosely on a wall,
Its not this music or my mind,
Its you,
who takes me away,
As flutters by a butterfly,
reborn into change,
Becomes something else,
Its beautifully strange,
Unique and like your features, so perfectly arranged and no one knows only for you,
My pen,
It bleeds to this page,
Exposed I've oped up but now emotions rage