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I tried to see

the flickering flame

of candles in your eyes

 

but all

I could see

was my own reflection

 

passionately;

decidedly uncertain;

staring back at myself

 

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Dalton's picture

Relevant

The great mirror of self in other peoples. We have the same soul, making itself appear thus as an infinity of life-profusion creating the scheme of our diversity. You have so many poems, all enjoyable.

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thank you.  We often see

thank you.  We often see ourselves in others and project.  Thank you for reading and commenting.