do not confuse me
or my acts of love
with me or other
acts of love.
i am not an ideal,
i am not a wish
nor a fulfillment
or an expectation.
i am a mirror,
a polished surface
reflecting your desire,
distorting your vision
of who you are
and what you want.
but i am no dream.
just a coincidence,
a mere whim and fancy
dancing in your eye.
do not confuse me
with love.
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