IMAGES OF YOU

Some speak of those of similar traits 

As they are bound to find themselves

Sealed in an embrace.

If I were searching 

For a mirrored image of myself,

If I were searching in and of itself,

It wouldn't be such madness.

I could emphasize a multitude

Of reasons why this premise

Is nothing but one's nemesis,

As if this true I'd be content

Alone in my solitude.

I will contemplate however,

A sparkly mind,

A mind that's never

Of ordinary kind.

A graceful voice,

That speaks with life,

Of truth and choice

And love and strife.

A blissful smile

That warms my heart,

Elegant in style

Like precious art.

A genuine curiosity

That leads to self invention

A tamed ferocity

That needs no intervention.

Someone that can hold my mind,

Caress and feed it with their wisdom

Someone that will respect my freedom

And other merits of such kind,

But all of these sound admittedly familiar

In essence all they really do,

Describe in detail my interior

Images of you.