She’s That Magic Mirror On The Wall
Projecting your energy
Energy for energy, she’ll map you true,
She’s built to mirror the raw emotions,
She’ll frame the season and throw it on back,
Roaring through the waterfall of your intention.
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She lives with her hopes and dreams,
She wants that very basic of human connection,
But she won’t beg, won’t chase, won’t steal,
That which is not freely gifted upon her.
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She’ll be the sunset to your sunrise,
The full moon that shines in your darkened sky,
The rainbow that’ll brighten your shower of rain,
Leaving the pot of gold for the one that understands her soul.
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But she’ll match you energy for energy,
She’ll be the demon that rides your torment,
She’ll be the thunder that booms after your lightning flashes across the sky,
She’ll be the earthquake that ravishes after your rage burns.
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Then will come the crunch,
Following the silent bow of uncertainty,
If you gift her confusion, insecurity, a denial of protection,
She’ll surrender on a whole other level.
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For once she feels she is a burden,
That she’s a bother to you and yours,
She’ll walk her arse out the door; vanishing,
Leaving you to do you.
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You’ll only be left with a shadow,
An echo of the woman you took for granted,
She’ll not deny your disrespect,
But lock it behind the door as she softly walks away.
About the Creator
Colleen Millsteed
My first love is poetry — it’s like a desperate need to write, to free up space in my mind, to escape the constant noise in my head. Most of the time the poems write themselves — I’m just the conduit holding the metaphorical pen.
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