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Every Time I Look In A Mirror I See A Man I Love
He smiles with distinction,
he grimaces with fear.
His name is always part of me,
that man that I hold dear.
His eyes reflect mine in mirrored perfection,
his skin is the opposite of mine.
His expressions are growing familiar to me,
That man I will love 'til the end of time.
He follows me everywhere,
in windows and spoons,
he warms me with suns,
and he chills me with moons.
That man follows me everywhere.
That man who I will always hold dear.
Every time I look in the a mirror, I see a man I love.
he grimaces with fear.
His name is always part of me,
that man that I hold dear.
His eyes reflect mine in mirrored perfection,
his skin is the opposite of mine.
His expressions are growing familiar to me,
That man I will love 'til the end of time.
He follows me everywhere,
in windows and spoons,
he warms me with suns,
and he chills me with moons.
That man follows me everywhere.
That man who I will always hold dear.
Every time I look in the a mirror, I see a man I love.
Published 1st Oct 2010
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