In my dreams

I watched you in the reflection

A multitude of reflections

Just the two of us in that dark church.

I, unassuming, invisible, back turned

Did all the watching

Of a reflection of divine beauty

Godly, kingly, magnificent.

I gazed for what felt like hours

At your shrine

A place of devotion

Of worship.

But it was you my eyes

Greedily devoured privately

The only way I could ever watch you

Anonymous glances at heavenly reflections.

The happiest time

I wish it was real

In the midst of that long mundane dream

Appeared a beam of sunlight

In that dark church.

I see you, famous,

All the time on social media.

Heaven, I gazed through reflections instead!

Natasha Haidar © 2019