We See What We Want To See
we see what we want to see
moments of pain or the power to make it poetry
a lovely sunset or violet skies
the smile on my face or the storm in my eyes
monsters, shadows and rage
or the chance to dance on the edge
the risk to feel shameless and alive
or the fall like a sharp pain of a knife
naked bodies in the night
bringing sparks and storms of light
mirror, mirror there are two
your perception of me is a reflection of you
7 june 2021
Copyright © Denisa Spiridon | Year Posted 2021
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