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Thursday, 2 August 2018


I thought that I saw you... that you saw me
On a deeper plane which no eyes could glean
Surpassing the words, that between us danced 
Yet, pixelations... were all that were seen 

See I'm a fool when it comes to romance 
Still my soul would seek yours... given the chance
I see clearly now that I was deceived 
Your penchant unveils you... at second glance 

Was it my own reflection... I perceived
Or tenebrosity casting its seed? 
Perhaps sheer desperation was to blame 
Through my chasm of ever-expanding need

My imagination... I hope to tame
You'll no longer be in fate's window-pane
My mirror, the pond... steamy shower-pane 
I'll see you no more... my dreams they will wane

© Debbie Razey 2018