Reflection of my shame

When the mirror looks, I try to
imagine what you see in me?

I, yearning fettered clay! shedding
tears to turn rivers in your sea
My skies are shades of your color
and thoughts merely twigs on your tree.
I care, no scare of prying eyes;
My blossoms on your breeze float free.
Deep in my heart I truly know
had care melted in ecstasy.
Wouldn't long to belong like I do
What merit my atomity
My beloved? If my breath craves
Inspirational humility!
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