I am the girl in the mirror
Hidden by a wisp of green smoke
I am
the laughter that fades
the tear that burns your cheek
The kiss that haunts your lips
The hope that plagues your soul


Tip-toe gently
Through the labyrinth of her soul
Bring no light
Save a candles flame of hope
Whisper soft
As not to awaken fears
Hidden in her dreams
Her spirit does not tremble
But,
Shatters in the prisms hue
Do not taste her salty tears
For they are not for you
But to quench the thirsty laughter
Hidden in her breath
Hush now
Listen as she sings
Through her silent screams
The beauty of the rhythm
Longing for the peace it brings