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Reflections of You

Like stars on a cloudless night

Your eyes are a dazzling sight.

Your hair falls lovely about the face

Silky strands of gold lay in place.

Rounded ruby red lips,

A rush of rosy cheeks.

Is that a kiss?

Are you blushing?

Is this love for me that your mouth speaks?

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Yes, you do!

Oh, my darling – I do too.

@}-;- —

It pains when I depart from you

Know this, my dearest, as I do:

Not seeing you, I’m in dismay.

When I’ve left my mirror.

When I’ve walked away.

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