Upon Meeting Yourself in the Mirror

do you ever wish,

when every last drop

of hot water is gone,

during a shower so long

it could have lopped back time,

that you might step out

looking like your twenty-one

year-old self again?

just for a moment,

before the fog clears from the mirror,

you look closely and

it is so.

squinting, you see,

you are her, and she is you,

wild hair,

sparkling eyes,

high color cheeks,

without the pain this time,

without losing the wisdom and

experience these years have brought,

without the wrinkles time has wrought.