It’s like looking in a cracked mirror
flawed but beautiful, the same reflection
in different pieces
and she laughs how I want to laugh
and curses life in the same tune I sing
we are the same
how the sun and the moon are
   with all these little stars, bright as our
inky as the secrets we keep
between the lines and the spaces
no back seat lovers, just loveliness
    and lonliness; scarred and shattered
broken pieces cut, handle with care
because her eyes reflect the sky
     if you remember it’s a mirror