Molten smiles
Parched lips
You let me quench your thirst.
Timid and tamed
You let me tie your armour in place.
Dishevelled and doomed
You let me demean your insecurities.
And ever so softly, you lean in
Whispering ghostly...
"the warrior is now ready"
In that exact moment
I realised the mirror right in front of me,
Isn't as broken as it really seems.

- Ethereal_skèpseis