Echoes in the Looking Glass

Within reflections' web, young Alice dances within echoes,
Through glass that beacons the waking world to fray,
Where love’s reflection twists in strange array,
A fractal dance of light that dares to glisten,

Each pane, a portal to a world unseen,
Where bitter sours blend with honey dew,
In realms where what is, is not what has been,
And love’s true face, twisted glass confines.

Through layers deep, her curious heart soars,
In reflections of love’s acidic hue,
Where shadows lurk, the silent depths beseech,
And love, though twisted, unveils a darker truth.

Within the mirror's night, where passions steep,
Alice apprehends the dogmas that twilight holds dear.

By Blaise🔥🔥🔥
www.ArtByBlaise.com