I have loved you
Since the moment of your being:
When you sang into life;
When your dance was joy.
And then when the world fell around you;
When the ground trembled from your pain.
I held you when there was still softness to be held.
I watched as your eyes hardened
Your teeth sharpened
Your fingers bent into claws
And you wailed for the world to end.
And I love you still,
Even as you hold me in your hateful gaze
Waiting for the mirror to shatter.
And it never will.