i’m falling in love with her
hopelessly smitten
and strangely driven
to stop and stare and wonder
how have i been here before?
and why do i want more and more

each into the other, this
plainly forbidden

fruit that has given
form to what was private bliss

upon reflection i find
i’m losing myself and my mind

can I woo her through the looking glass
this refraction of light i see
in the pool face to face we match
like ghosts, like family

like angels

translucent and
in-between

i’m falling in love with her

brazenly object
willingly subject

as sunlight through the moon

like a soliloquy or two

forever as one, me and you