Gazes; lustrous like a carved diamond
Warmth; consoling like a burning chimney
Whispers; bouncing and echoing
Touch; reassuring like a new promise
Memory; fresh like the first laughter
Oh, my heart! How did you fell?
For a hand so discarding
A trust so fragile –
And a soul so shallow;
For you’re lovestruck, you fool –
You see no glass,
But a mirage.