Stage Mirror

Image credit: eranicle

Image credit: eranicle

Pierrot has gone
And Columbine
Before her mirror
Deftly draws
The makeup and
Such mystery
That deep within
Her heart she stores

Her love is gone
Her love is lost
She cannot bear
Or view the cost

Pierrot has gone
The mirror lies
Pretends she waits
Upon him here
As though just now
In artifice
She can prepare
To draw him near

Her love is gone
Her love is lost
She cannot bear
To view the cost

The mirror’s kind
Her beauty shows
And tells her not
Of all it knows

(c) Helen Valentina 2016, All Rights Reserved

About helenvalentina

Like most people, I have a number of sides to me. The most interesting one probably emerges through my writing, hence this blog. I love to read, and also to write, and so this is a way to share both.
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