Deep Is the Well (Unrhymed Sonnet)
Silver on glass, it interests me not
That you can make judgments on images
I care nothing about recognition
Neither do rank nor hierarchy move me
Do you think you reflect deeper than I?
When she looks at you, what do you show her?
Does she see, in you, her own true feelings
Or just the face that you want her to see?
Me? I see something that's quite different
I see beyond her skin and through her smile
I see her yearning heart and cries within
I see ties that bind and those that fetter
Her real beauty I see (clearest of all)
I see she in whom I truly believe ~
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