Wednesday, December 9, 2015

My Own Reflection


How is it possible that I did not see
My own reflection in your eyes
How in the world did I not notice
Your passionate beauty of strength

Could it be that our glaze would always flee
Or we both concentrated on our guise
Maybe neither one of us could focus
Or find the frequency of that wavelength

But when I see your face light up
At the words I speak to you
When I feel that yearning and desire
I cannot turn away

You’re like a little stranded pup
Innocent and true
You set my heart on fire
To possibilities I might dismay

How did I not see that in your expression
Did you see that in mine
Was it you that initiated this destiny
While I only responded to your allure

So that’s my singular question
Which one of us dispatched that sign
Who committed that delinquent felony
This sanctified attraction all too pure

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