Change of Mirrors
There's a mirror only clearly seen
When near and speaking admirably,
But, behind this, there's another far away—
When blinded, it distorts your face.
A prism's involved in every single breath
In your presence or absentmindedness.
As Dorian Gray, so many curtains are set,
But none may cover our mutual hideousness.
How beautiful we are around each other, though—
What a memory to be wrapped by your bosom's hold!
Too bad its lax, and the true temperament is cold,
For I appreciated the lack of open scold.
One held my arm, and another blew her love;
Female charms are as beautiful as doves.
One promised friendship, and then turned against me;
Male loyalty has valor like poultry.
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