All You See Are The Brilliant Eyes Poem by Doris Cornago

Raise up your eyes, look again at your reflection
The mirror does not lie but does your heart
All you see are the brilliant eyes
The smiling lips, the joy
None of the
Doubts
That
Pricked
Your heart,
Made you look
In the mirror, staring
Objectively at this grand
Old lady, a term that you hate
But flaunt, as it mortified others and
Made them jealous, and yet, to be loved
And to love back is something else, it makes
Me fearful and I flog myself, insisting he sees nothing
But the words, the soul, the magnetic personality of a poet...