Reflection Of My Heart

my heart is a mirror...
yet it absorbs happiness, pain...
it's been cradled in loving hands,
it's been stomped upon by cruel feet.
it feels too much, and yet so little...
it laughs out loud but bleeds profusely.
sometimes silent as a still night...
then pounding furiously, painfully, against my chest...

my heart is a mirror...
clear like summer skies when i am happy...
roiling like dark stormy clouds when i am sad...
i see you, i hear you, i feel you, i taste you...
my heart drives all traces of sense away, leaving only love...
it floats on a bed of clouds, tranquil, fleeting...
then, you dash it to the ground, and walk away,
leaving it gasping, shredded, anguished, bleeding...
my heart is a mirror...