Your face is like a mirror
polished on the surface
with a tinted pale reflection.
A reflection capable of
displaying an un-adjustable truth,
magnifying one’s shattered emotions
successfully hidden from the world.
When I am made to face you
I enter my own maze of sheer glance
the dark, the light, the inverted world
the illusion, the reality
bouncing in front of my eyes.
That enchanting pattern
is ethical,
is fictional,
is rigid,
But is classic.
Reflections of world
A wonderful piece of writing!