Sharing

And ill be sitting with you
until our tea gets cold
until the world settles down around us
and all the untold stories sit down
like old friends
and tell of holes made of faces
soft touches, warm embraces,
the kind that the world bends to listen in
and wonder with us
what has been and what is its ending
you and i had thought we were pretending
all the while love had crept in on us
unnoticed and unbidden
like the shadowy reflection in our mirror
light reflects light
until all things are clear.