Her ordinary face,
feet rooted in the ground,
she knows the trace
of his footprints around
Belonging to her means caving in
simply on her part,
knowing what is unseen
and every pulse of his heart.
Her beautiful face,
wings in the thin air,
she sees the mirror showcase
her narcissus flair.
Allured like blind fly
by her flaming fire,
enmeshed, he learns by and by,
he’s the one who knows her.
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