A poem inspired by a fictional character i desperately wish was real... |
I awoke with a start from a dream of myself dancing within a crowded ballroom. The walls around me were covered with elegant mirrors. In these mirrors I watched myself seemingly dancing alone. I glanced around my bedroom instantly spotting my solitary mirror which hung upon my bedroom door. I removed myself from the clutches of my soft and secure comforter and walked curiously up to the mirror. As if acting of its own accord my hand carefully grazed the surface. The feeling was like liquid mercury beneath my fingertips. Why I did what I did next I cannot explain. I backed up from my door, clenched my eyes tightly shut, and then ran and dove into my mirror. I waited for the sound of shattered glass or the crunch of broken bones. Instead, I was greeted by some strange orchestral music. I opened my eyes and found myself standing within my enchanted ballroom. This time, however, it was missing all but one of it’s beautiful dancers. Standing alone in the center of the enormous dance floor was an enticingly mysterious figure. Against my better judgment I walked right up to this figure leaving a trail of echoing footsteps in my wake. It turned out to be a young man not much older than myself. I gazed deeply into his mesmerizingly beautiful topaz eyes. My heart skipped a beat as I became aware of his thumb gently grazing my bottom lip. He smiled warmly as he leaned in closer and I was minutely disturbed by the sharpness of his elongated canines, but I dared not move an inch. When his lips gently touched mine the world around us began to spin. I closed my eyes so as to make this moment more magical, but once closed I no longer felt the presence of his lips. I opened my eyes only to find myself back in my bed tangled in my massive comforter. I hurriedly got out of bed and rushed to my mirror. I placed both hands upon it… It was as solid and as cold as ice. I rested my head against the mirror desperately clutching at the memory of my dream within a dream. |