Poetry Life and Mind-ful Things

Mirrored

As I am mirrored, I see not myself

I see your smile that is not, but is

The sparkle that glistens as the reflected sun

 I see you looking not, but glancing

Stealing your moments, wanting

You beat my heart to pounding

The feel of your passion intensifies me

Holding you warm to me, but not

Alas, you are not here

Standing before my mirror am I

All that is, are reflected moments

Mirrored in my heart, my mind

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