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I wonder what it would be like, then—
to gaze upon my reflection and brighten with a lover’s countenance;
To rise with Helios and bear witness to the beauty that resides
within me and smile and smile and smile until Nyx inhabits the sky.
And perhaps Narcissus was the only one
who could look upon himself with kindness;
The only one who could learn to love himself.
But spoken of as nothing but a curse, he died in awe of his own allure.
I will forever ponder the feeling
of being cursed with a gaze of remorseless vanity—
the gods have warned us long ago that those who look and love
are those who are frowned upon and damned.
to gaze upon my reflection and brighten with a lover’s countenance;
To rise with Helios and bear witness to the beauty that resides
within me and smile and smile and smile until Nyx inhabits the sky.
And perhaps Narcissus was the only one
who could look upon himself with kindness;
The only one who could learn to love himself.
But spoken of as nothing but a curse, he died in awe of his own allure.
I will forever ponder the feeling
of being cursed with a gaze of remorseless vanity—
the gods have warned us long ago that those who look and love
are those who are frowned upon and damned.
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