Mirrorage
We see what we want to see,
Glassy, shiny, happy People.
Exchanges atwixt you and me –
According Conduct, though feeble.
They see what they want to see,
Uncracked face, naught but Perfection.
Pay no heed to curtained man;
As above, stay thine reflection.
I see what I want to see –
Peer 'yond the silenced windows,
Pressed finger to the glass; See!
Double-sided, where we are found.
You see what you want to see;
See Me as I long to see You.
Come, press your print to the mirror –
If love at first sight, than not true.