Pureness

Our finger tips touch

So softly you speak

I shut my eyes

 

There is a thin mirror

Between us

separting our fingers.

 

I am you

You are me

Together we are one.

 

Your my reflection

I am yours

We are one

 

Something that feels cold

is agaist my arm

it is running softly across

 

It feels sharp

it feels like a knife's blade

cutting through

 

You tell me dont panic

I am safe

Here nothing can hurt us

 

This is our place

no one can see us

we are ghosts

 

But yet we are not

we are our perfect selves

with our pure hearts

 

We are seperated

from our bodies

our human selves

 

We are no longer humans

we are better

we are pure

Reviews

[Cosmic Dreamer]

A brilliant poem. Really enjoyed reading it, thank you