Espejo

Surprised by sharp reflection’s sudden glance His dreaming depths awaken to the real Stark visage draws him in its raptured trance Square figure’s piercing slate blue eyes reveal Young vain lad deep within begs him to flinch Pretensions of youth scurry from hard light Yet fear will not cow him to give an inch Reflected nose to his, he stands forthright Time’s telltale gray flecks ‘round wan scar betray lean, harried features sharpened by the miles Yet turquoise buoyance in him does outweigh thin sun-baked wrinkles deepened by his smiles To depths, his older eyes can truly see the dauntless, yet soft soul the boy can’t be 8/10/16