Reflection
She dropped sonnets in cracks of Earth
Perfectly placed for true treasure to be found
So profound
Lyrics so harmonious
Took sacred eyes to understand
A collection of stained pages
Only to be read backwards
Revealing
Reflection
Resurrection
So the outwards matches the in
I reach through the glass to caress coarse hair
My marbled mirror paints portraits
A glance once lost in vain
Makes strangers no longer estranged
She stepped through the mirror
Once just my reflection
Becomes an entity of my reality
My body envelops her outlook
I look towards the mirror
As I speak I find
The sonnets she wrote weren't hers
They have always been mine
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