There in the mirror
the girl stood
reflecting on her image
like only she could.
Flawed, yet beautifully
put together.
Some see her
as narcissistic
she’s so easily
misunderstood.
Most are intimidated to look.
I can’t help,
but stare
perhaps my ideal,
she’s always been
the one.
The girl
with a well-read mind
adventure being her
spirit guide.
I can watch in wonder
and simply admire
her forever code.
I may have chosen
a different path
slightly different
from hers.
I know I could
be lost to eternity,
infatuated and blind.
I have been called
to kiss her
to show her
the strength in being calm.
Simply settle
quiet your mind
trust desire,
so that when life
calls on me
I’ll be
at her side.
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