your words are smoke elegantly cursive, seductive at first sight.  your shadow is gilded by moon-silver and burning lies are painted ...

you are the polished glass my eyes mend everyday lush   red lipstick carefully drawn over delicate wrinkles    your edges are stitc...

Photographs of Sunsets as Reflected through Shattered Mirrors by Bing Wright your face will be my mirror not silver coated with met...