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Mirror, holding up to us a truth
We cannot touch wrapped round an emptiness
That opens like a sweetly singing mouth
Which shatters glass with overwhelming fullness:
Laid open to our gaze, your only dress
Those rainbowed rays your lines refract,
Unseen and dustless lines, a single spiral,
Virginal, awaiting the caress
Of purer light - your secrets held intact
Till then - though unashamedly displayed:
Untouched, unworn by diamond, abstract
And enigmatic loveliness eternal,
As if that were the reason you were made.