The KeyThe KeyJust a glance is the key that opens my heartUnlocks feelings of Joy and surpriseAs a smile ventures through these blue portals from youFor no secret is safe in the eyes.
ReflectionReflectionI don't know who you are - you who can lookMe straight in the eyes and then lie withoutFlinching, silently twisting into doubtAn image once so clear to me; you tookMy face and made me blind until I ceaseTo appear. Display what I will you to,Nothing more. Master of illusion, youDeceive so well, though you're merely a pieceOf glass.
SatelliteSatelliteAnd you -- fixed between the moon and naught, seemA satellite that orbits 'round my worldAnd others', too, but I can see the gleamOf your smile so high above me, that pearledGlisten of Light reflected from the SonBy your burnished surface; shimmering youDance across the sky, for you know that oneGaze tracks through the night your path straight and true.Circling others, you do seem quite smallBright stars surround you, but you stand apartFrom them; so unique, you confound them all--Yet you still found your way into my heart.Though gravity holds you not and you soarYou'll slingshot this way and come back once more.