Poems
Pursuit
There’s a woman I pursue
Whose mystery stirs quite a view
She appears in plain sight for all to see
Yet this girl continues to elude me
I'm warned of the danger this pursuit may cause
Yet the thrill gives no pause
The struggle for her gaze
Made more challenging by this digital maze
The pursuit rumbles on
For this woman, I've fallen upon
The Mirror
What do we see in a mirror?
Ourselves staring back at us
The image becomes so much clearer
Because we don't need to make a fuss
The world does not define who we may be
Our image is there to be free.
Those who only see our imperfections
Fail to realize our direction
For the mirror shows what we see
Because that is the way we meant it to be.
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