Zheanae

Zeheanae

This reflection is mine to call
with looming eyes
And euphoric laughter riping through
Like a dandelion to a girl
Or shakespeare to a lover

This reflection I call unrecognisable
Dancing in the light
Hiding itself
Marrying itself to self doubt
Shooting blanks to the mind.

This reflection is me
Tiring smiles
And falling eyes
With soft lines
I call it mine.

Who are you now?
What am I now?

Light from Lita
See you soon.

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