Sitting there, legs crossed, cloaked in black
A smile touches her lips, she gazes into my eyes,
Her hands hold my vision, my escape, my peace
In her folds, I peer out and and see the alien world
Surrounding me, castigating me, persecuting me
Her fingers caress the nape of my neck
I shudder ecstatically, lost in her mind
We watch those about us, amused, afraid
On my path she's been as a shadow, another self
My footprints she covers with her own
Face concealed, hidden, only glints break through
My reflection stares back from the depths
Our meeting long forgotten, our visits brief
Our time enjoyed, despised, sought after, run from
See my accomplishments, my failure
Accept my friend, feel her mirth, her ire
Cringe not, embrace and be filled.
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