and though I do not cover your eyes,
I've left you blind,
not so much that you'd stumble in the dark
to find your way
as the world stumbles over you,
so caught up in your gaze,
so curious of the secrets
that you hide.
and I am the mirror,
a surface hard as glass
you cannot penetrate
a vis-à-vis encounter with
the one you love to hate,
and though I mimic all your moves,
I've seen behind our veil
and know that you are you
behind the fears, you cannot tell
a truth to me or to yourself,
the hour, one day, shall come
when veils fall down or mirrors break
and love is on your tongue.
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