Breakdown of my heart

Like a square mirror

Cubed into triangles, rainbows, rectangles

Through which gleams dark light

Softly polished moonlight

Fragmented into two lives

One half white, one half black, yet parallel,

Fingers interlaced

With sea that washes between the two

Pulled this then that way

Moods shaking or smiling

Rising and shapeshifting

Moon reflecting water

In a visionary mirror

Where lies a secret

Between us two

Cal Kalve