LOOK AT ME

My reflection rises upon you
as you come before me
My hope is in you
but will you ever return
when you leave
for the shadow below?
Songs of tears appear
as my reflection fades

Could it be?
To love the enemy?
The manly heart does yearn...
but for me....or another?
like many streams meet in one salty sea

Blood will heal time
while peace gently covers beauty
Pain! Deeply and sharply
inflicted by your english tongue

How can you love me?
But not look at me?

Your temper pains me like a bad sunburn
while my love lay open like a buffet
No one reaches out

A free woman will always please
the cursorary eye
for the eye of a man
is cursorary in itself!

Why not just look at me?