Mirrors - Poem by Kewayne Wadley
Do you love me.
I look into those eyes and question the depth they hold.
You say that you do, sincerely.
As your eyes peer back into mine.
I question your anger.
The things you say or do, lost in
bitter rage when everything becomes my fault.
You state that you need reassurance
That love knows no bounds.
But your ears grow deaf when I reassure you
With the upmost sincerity.
You become blind when my hands shelter yours
in the bitterness of your own storm.
Without bound you've never known love,
Only the exploits of how it makes you feel.
That feeling that makes you feel brand new.
Forlorn to anything other than the second half of this bond
shared by two.
Although the mirror shows both sides,
It doesn't provide the warmth felt by another.
Again I ask,
Do you love me as you stand that peering without answer
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