My Reflection 08-08-2010 Poem by David Lara

Ne'er will I be complete
Though I hide it skin deep.
I bottle all that i have
Tears coverd with a laugh.
'Tis all but an expression
That's lost without reflection.
Without thee i am an image
Mirror trap with a blemish.
Awaiting for the grand return
So the wall can melt and burn.
It is then you'll set me free
With a kiss, not two but three.
Acurse one hates to bare
So love, when time is fare
Will you not shy your stare
Please turn thy hate to care.