Reflection

The face in the mirror
I press to it my hand
I feel nothing but cold
It’s 2-D and bland

I see in her gaze
No hopes or a plan
Unwavering eyes
Whose life never began

Breath fogs the glass
As I lean close
Do I see me?
Or a ghost?

Cheek meets cheek
Glass to flesh
Still my heart
Life, please, refresh

Listen
Watch her
Breathe in
Stir

I
Am
More
Than Her