Reflections

However magnificent 
and beautiful 
a reflection is
It is but an echo 
that will never carry 
the power of 
the original voice
that presence 

It maybe easy 
to copy 
or
to imitate 
but you will never 
replicate the soul 
behind the pen
of the poet 
or the brush 
of the artist 

What I love 
within my lover
is pure
genuine 
powerful 
It’s not 
the outer wrapping
Yet her voluptuous curves 
sate me 
It his her 
gentle strength 
her humility 
and majesty 
that lifts me 
and allows me to love

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