The Meeting

She stood starring
like looking into a shattered mirror
that showed what should've happened
if she was opposite what she is.
The reflection was beautiful,
like a ripened peach plump for picking.
She couldn't help but smirk
planning how to make it rot.
"You know they look down on you,
and most don't even know you exsist."
But the reflection just starred back
with that unimaginable sparkle in her eyes
and smiled sweetly not knowing
that the words would fester inside.

In the twilight
The moon and the sun meet.
By the dawn
Eris destroys something sweet.