- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Mirror Man
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His heart is warm his skin is cold
The mirror-man deflects the rain,
Reflecting dreams both young and old
That never breathed again
They say that he's the wishing well
For every soul that sighs
The being you can kiss and tell
Whilst looking in your eyes
He's crystal, smoother than the sea
Forged in the darkest halls,
He walks in shining solitary
Within his prism wall
For ever eye that seeks him is reflecting on itself
Though few realise his visions are inverted,
An essence of a man behind pains within himself
The child disowned by men and now perverted
The mirror-man allowed himself to fall to segregation
Reflections on themselves are infinite
Performing as a shining cage inside an alien-nation
Within a soul that cannot feel its light
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