what is love? she asked me
"it's a condition where you look in the mirror
and expect a reflection in return", i replied
then why aren't you reflective? she asked
"You danced to the rhythm of the little reflections you saw..... I'm always off tune
I became a bomb that shatter the glass.
there aren't anymore reflections
you don't see your images in me
neither do I see you dancing anymore
my perfection is in blowing things
so what is love?
I have no real answer"
©charvenny
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