Had I not seen you first
A mirror
I would not have been moved
To move it, with me
Motion to the left
Pull it back
Or make me blind
I saw you first, in a mirror
And forward to change
To be magnet
Disguise
What can I
Control
About me
Cut at angles
Hope in the angels
It would come alive
Make me smile
Hide my sorrow
Wet, colored
Vain, or lost
It is for eyes
Or angry hand
My drapes
To the neck
Or over shoulder
Did you look
Will he look
Coiffed or messy
Tell me how you feel
Shine, Shimmer, Shiver
I can see
you
The way you move
In it,
I see all of you
skipping stones 