NaPoWriMo, Day 15

Halfway there!

Today’s official prompt had me thinking about villains…and for some reason, only Narcissus came to mind.  I know he’s not a real villain, but I followed the thought.



Narcissus loved more than himself.

He loved the water for holding

his reflection so tenderly

and the muddy banks for their slope.

He let his fingers sink in as he knelt,

the cool ooze between them and under

his palms, he imagined them to be flesh.

He loved the sun for tousling his hair

and warming his bare shoulders

and the breeze for stroking his back.

He closed his eyes, brows raised

and lips parted, as the world

embraced him as a lover would.

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