Photographer
She practices posing
In a mirror reflection
I see her elegance
Eyes sparkler brighter
Than ocean ripples
Under a full moon
Her expression
Is one of holding
A hidden secret
Her stance is
Balanced only by
A tripod for her hands
For she is a photographer
But I see the
True image from
Sitting in the chair
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