lives have been touched by my hand

smiles have been shared

hearts have been broken

tears have been shed

i want to be remembered by those i have known

my laugh won't be quickly forgotten, nor will my eyes

i will live on through my words and the memories i've help build

while my eyes are open and my smile is bright, i would appreciate a kind word and a little time

if my smile no longer shines,

find me in the stars

if my eyes darken or dim,

walk away

live your lives with those you hold close and remember me well

...

waste none of your time watching me fade away

do not wait for me to die

she wants my kiss

why can't i change?

she wants my touch

why is this all i have to offer?

she wants to laugh,

why does her laugh sound so lonely and sad?

she reaches for me though i don't always see it

she longs for me but i choose to avoid it

she waits for me and swallows her pride when i disappoint her

i'm tired of making up reasons for the passion we don't see anymore.  she is now and has always been what i've longed for, so why have i stopped making her laugh?  

what the hell is wrong with me???

"it's late"

"i'm tired"

"i'm sore"

"not now"

honestly!  what the hell is wrong with guy that won't have sex with a beautiful woman who begs to be loved???

why can't i like being loved?

she's in my bed, right now.  she falls asleep unsatisfied night after night now.

i've fought to have her by my side, and now that she is, why can't i give her the attention i begged her for???

i don't want the passion to be gone

i don't want to be who i'm becoming

i don't want to avoid her affections

i don't want her to look somewhere else

before the looking glass

an enigma, she is a curious thing

a tease, she becomes an obsession

she feeds my desires to learn where they lead,

and starves them to see what will be taken from her

she greets her lover on her knees

her intentions made nearly obvious

her hungry smile begging to be fed

but her eyes are not upon the task

her attentions are elsewhere

she watches the eyes in the mirror as they watch her release the beast she hides within

they see the schoolgirl on her knees

they see the lips of an angel filled by man

they see exactly what she wants to see before her

her reflection plays for her attention and she feeds it well, seduced by what is seen by both the beauty and the beholder

she smiles back at the woman in the mirror and offers her a silent request

she knows denial would never be an option

hands placed against the wall, she faces her reflection and watches the woman inside be taken

the strangers eyes share her submission as she is invaded

she cannot turn away

she is in love with what she witnesses before her

this woman dominated before her

sharing her ecstacy

sharing her pleasure

her eyes upon the strangers body as the rhythm quickens

rocking in time with her own

she feels the eyes in the mirror traveling over the very flesh she watches and the heat they offer

her breath on the mirror nearly obscuring the view, her reflection offers another silent request

a dance she desires to watch

she takes her lover to the ground before the mirror

she watches the woman before her ride her lover

watches as she impales herself upon him

she watches the hands of her lover explore the body in the mirror and feels the heat of his touch

she hears her name cried softly in her reflection's ragged breath

a curious mistake

a curious gesture

the tempo grows faster

the lover cries out

she watches as the woman in the mirror takes her lover into her mouth

refusing to share a single drop

the stranger in the mirror shares a wet, satisfied smile

a beautiful sight in her eyes

she longs to taste the kiss of her obsession

to feel the heat of a touch with her reflection

it is her only fantasy to go forever unfulfilled

a dance watched by others, but meant only for the eyes in the mirror

a sensual secret shared only with the looking glass