Mirrors (to David)

Mirrors

Reflect

Only

That

To which

We

Are

Most

Vulnerable

Inspiration (to my muses)

Love

May

Be

A

Spyglass

Drawing

Beauty

Nearer

Yet

Still

Afar

Urging

Inspiration

Behind (to You)

Talking

To

God

He

Reminded

Me that

I

Turn

My

Back

On

Others

And that

He

Sent

You

To come

From

Behind

MineThine

Feel

My

Heart

Now

Feel

Your

Own

They

Beat

Not

As

Two

But

As

One

Feel

My

Lips

Now

Feel

Your

Own

Are

They

Not

Delicate

As

A

Rose

Petal

I

See

Your

Eyes

Now

See

Mine

Do

They

Not

Spy

The

Same

Eternity

To (to Juan)

To

Live

Is

To

Love

And

To

Love

Is

To

Live