Saturday, January 23, 2010


by Me

Your brilliance is an illusion.
You are but a reflector -
A mirror image.

Do you enjoy attending the monthly ball?
In your disguise
you outshine most.
You are the starburst in
a sparkling orchestra.

I will dance with you,
attend your ball.
You see I know your secret.
Without the sun
I wouldn't see you at all.

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