That face
That stares back at you -
Look through that reflection
Reflecting upon the irises of your eye
Right into hers.
She might look forlorn
Waiting for a miraculous moment
For someone to reach through
And pull her close
To ruffle her hair
And hold her to heart!
She might look lost
With those puppy eyes
Pleading for some love
A little smile, empathy perhaps.
She probably is as lost as you are
Perhaps searching for that belonging
Just like you.
Don't sponsor her drama
And cry out loud in chorus.
She is a little strayed
But you don't need to be.
That face that looks at you
Through the looking glass.
Love her before you look elsewhere
Hold her close before you join her in a quest to be held
Somewhere else, in some reluctant arms.
Better yet, Just don't look somewhere else.
Your home is within
So is your power
And your source of endless love
On the other side of the mirror
Awaits your power, your prowess!
She'll lead you to loving the world
Only if you lead yourself to love her.
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