Resistance The Tender Is A Sweet Captive Poem by Catherine Yen

You walk out through the mirror, in the room
Tracing the figure of a solo dance
It’s originally a secret
Virtual or reality
Reflecting the space infinite.

You used to be a part of me
Muse’s eyes,
Cannot avoid
Like a silver moon on the sea,
The luster reflects on every sprinting wave
Dancing the poetry paints its fermented sound

you have after all become a part of me
Revealed a unknown secret that I never know
Make pry a pry
Secret a secret
Resistance the tender is a sweet captive