To my rose

[winterstarlight]

My broken mirror
is my soul

The heart is what connected
the soul to the mind
And the mind connected
everything else
Back to the heart
back to the soul

So, love,
when you said
you love me
you become
my mirror
my reflection

The cracks on the mirror are still there
large cracks
little cracks
but you have some too
A little shot of glue here
and a bit of there

When the mirrors are fixed
you held my hand and
look into the mirror
and our reflections
It's not complete
becaused we haven't smiled
at each other yet
or said I love yous enough

You made me feel that I can do
my very best
and that my past is my past
Here and now
There is you
The way you smile at me,
even if I can't see it
I felt it.
You made me feel
so light...

I love you.
I love you very much.
You are the rose
that breath
life into me.