In the mirror

In the mirror 

In the mirror world once looked, 
they are there and coquettish wink - 
a few thin lines - 
unfinished adventure novel. 
Invariably in left under the eyelids, 
after the last eyelash, 
in summer day snowstorm - 
they are just there. 
Clumsily disguised 
its fine lace 
several petulant Sins 
small handful of quiet joys, 
three dreams to oblivion 
long assumed, 
of love gone 
two fiery stroke. 
Every morning forgive 
their silent betrayal 
and stepped into a mirror world 
fingers, quite timid. 
I will try tomorrow 
to be friends! 
Actually, I 
that with them I incomprehensibly beautiful. 

danda (Daniela)