I’m reposting this poem I wrote, because I’m feeling it today…

Acquiescent Soul

Mirror, mirror,

Why is she the most fair?

Seething in self-sight,

Legs full of hair,

with a dress so tight.

All desires floating in air,

Reality not so contraire.

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