Looking Glass (Poetry)

unrecognizable woman standing behind glass window

I remember writing this poem in a little notebook I used to always carry with me just before work one day. It’s a short and sweet one that I’ve rewritten to be what I intended it to be.

“Looking Glass” 

Alice, take me to your wonderland

Between the skies of night and day

Your reflection right in front of me

In these troubled times, my tired eyes

On you they prey, the precious sway

Of your hips, the joining of our lips

Through a glass the world can’t see

Let me look through your looking glass

And see true beauty, the girl I want to be

March 9, 2010 / April 25, 2021

Writing words, spreading love, Amelia Desertsong primarily writes creative nonfiction articles, as well as dabbling in baseball, Pokemon, Magic the Gathering, and whatever else tickles her fancy.
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