THE STEAMED MIRROR

I look into the steamed mirror,

And deep inside, I know, YOU rest beyond....

I can't see through the steamed mirror,

And deep inside, I fear, I rest beyond....

I don't want to clean the steamed mirror,

For deep inside, I know, WHAT rests beyond....

I see a dream there in the steamed mirror,

And deep inside, I know, WE rest beyond....

I draw you and me on the steamed mirror,

And somewhat I see, WHO rests beyond....

I get scared of the steamed mirror,

But deep inside, I knew, REALITY rests beyond...

I want to break the steamed mirror,

But then I will lose, the TRUTH that rests beyond...

So, I clean with my hand the steamed mirror,

To see you in me as we rest beyond!!!

11th February 2012