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Not Just Mirrors, But.....

A reflection ?

Though not all can see.

Onwards, looking outward.

But, never ......backwards !

Sometimes filled, 

with a hollow darkness.

That encroaches, on the soul.

Love, like lust, arrows now spent.

Life, lost, on the rocks.

While Eros sleeps, his quiver empty.

The moons giving no quarter.

I know not, of which I seek.

Solace, company, or love.

I am blinded by

Smokey Windows.

Giajl © Jim Love