The gleam of whites in your eyes
to other sensations be quite blind
Body quivering in slow ecstasy
aren’t we simply pawns of a powerful mind

Can we even trust this reality?
isn’t it a chemically induced hallucination?
If the mind is where we see and feel
the body merely meant for its cohabitation

Next time in the mirror when we look
consider carefully that silver reflection
Are you expecting what you want to see
or simply another mental interpretation?

The End

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