I don’t want to believe
What we had was all a lie
But sometimes I’m not sure.
Today at least it appears to me
That I may have liked you-
Because the representation
Of me reflected in your eyes
Was much more pleasing than
The one that I stared into
Mirrors every morning,
And because the gleam
In your teeth that found
A purity in me of which
I hadn’t seen before as I was
Used to looking at grimy hands.
my god ..my god..look at this stanza of your's ...so meangingful and richly done...
Because the representation
Of me reflected in your eyes
Was much more pleasing than
The one that I stared into
Mirrors every morning,
hope you also go through those poems of mine which are not critiqued yet and litle bit in detail to enjoy your comments too