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Your Reflection

By Bruce Clifford

Your reflection has sent me into a tailspin.
My recollection of how you used to hold my hand.
Your reflection in a photograph you took
My position hasnít changed.
I still love you more than a hundred different ways.

Your reflection has shown up in all of my dreams.
For my protection, you have always protected me from extremes.
Your reflection remains mirrored in my heart.
My position hasnít changed from the start.
I still love you more than a thousand different ways.

I wish I could just let this go.
I wish I could have so many years ago.

Your reflection has played havoc with my thoughts.
My reaction is not something I would have sought,
Your reflection in your reflective points of view.
My institution of loving you.
I still remember what we had in dozens of different ways.

Your reflection has sent me into a tailspin.
My recollection of you, we used to look into each otherís eyes.
Your reflection like a shadow imprinted on my brain.
My position hasnít changed.
I still love you more than a million different ways.
I still love you more than I can ever say.

©9/7/2022 Bruce Clifford


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