My Mirror

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My mirror
My perfect reflection
You reduce me to silence
Even my thoughts are unintelligible

I know not where I’ve been, but where I want to be.
But, yet, I do not know you. I know your very idea.

My mirror
My last dancer
You’re laugh is an angel’s choir.
Your smile: dusk’s gentle glow

What do you think of me?
Do you think of me?

My mirror
My parallel
You are the one thing I cannot touch
However close you are

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Astounding reflection!

I must say I really like the mirror theme in poetry and your poem gives me a beautiful image and inspires me to write one that conveys my own image of a mirror! 'You are the one thing I cannot touch, however close you are'-Perfect ending :)

Love you username by the way (JustMeAgain)