• man2meet 10w

    A Mirror Image

    I sensed a veil of vacuum from your words;
    A deep sense of emptiness in your wholesome smile
    I read between the lines to find a few pauses inbetween;
    Obscure amongst the brows of your frown
    I tried scratching on the surface of the veneer;
    Life appeared too glossy to be real beneath the crown
    I saw a pattern, I've lived with, my entire life
    There I offered you a time share on my ride home.

    Manmeet Singh