Part 3 - Extracts from the book I'll never write

One day I was sitting by the window, watching the world go by , watching, watching, just watching until my eye lids were heavy with tears , and when twilight came and the light hit the mirror and it darted to the other side of the room splitting and divided into its beautiful spectrum. My heart beat was caught by this beauty , and I watched it till the sun went down, and with it took all its light , but a glimer , a sparkle was left behind  and I held onto it and let it light a tiny candle in the darkness. I was astounded by the warmth it carried , and began musing to myself and danced around , then came across the mirror again , and I stood there for a while. Studying my feature,  half of which hidden in the shadows. I looked into my eye studying it's details, the curved and  unrippled eye lashes. The iris spread out wide like a wild flower darting , and I moves my fingers  against my lips they were  warm , moist ,  delicate soft. I lay my hand on the mirror and kissed it with my lips , to feel myself. My hands these fingers were stained with ink , and written words , and they were ingrained on my body as well. Words , phrases , and then I  wrapped my arms around my bare shoulders and went around musing again , and began to sing a tune for myself, and continued because I wanted to listen to the sound of my voice and enjoy its tones and texture. As I mused around moving my body around like a willow flying in the wind , and then lay down on the floor and listened to the silence of the night , listening to myself breath , feeling my heart beat for me. Then began dreaming of deep crimson red roses blooming in pale darkness , as the moon outside shone it's silver light  fell over my body through the window , inscribing it's nightly secrets into me, as I breath curled and vulnerable, the silver birds and butterflies came in through the window guided by the moons desires. They flew and sang around me and weaved a symphony of love for me in the air and convered me in that blanket , and I slept there till dawn decided to break and gently urged me to wake up.