Anonymous Jane
To look at her as one could know
was never meant for question.
As all but faith in knowing Jane
was never more suggestion.
Where one would grow to knowing Jane
through measure of exception.
As those who'd learn to share her name
did so with protection.
As only Jane could use her name
for fear of her perplexion.
And only Jane could share her past
through terms of her direction.
Where even Jane can't tell you much
of men and her connection.
As only Jane can say of love-
"Beware of it's reflection".
Copyright © Trevor Mcleod | Year Posted 2018
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