The sentiments apparent
The lightness of approach
The tresses of caresses.
Without worry or suspicion
Your eyes confide in what they see
Seen by what they gaze at.
Confidence of crystal
Between two mirrors
At night your eyes are lost
To fuse waking to desire.
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