Reflection
At the mirror of vague
Polished by lies
Told by bruises

Love is optical
Reflection of the wanderers
Less taken
Lost as it ends
Insignificant feeling
Yet drawing serious addiction

Come in sudden
Leave as it missed
Gone
Or gone forever

Love kills
And fear us
As it is an optic
To seek
Or to be able to see
Thou it is false
But adjustment will prove it right