Judge Yourself in the Mirror : Vilanelle

Judge yourself in the mirror,

she talked to a boy from long ago.

Measure your worth and every error.

 

She prays someone will deliver,

on the promise of youth and tomorrow.

Judge yourself in the mirror.

 

She tips and toes to see clearer,

she has aged: tears in her eyes, tears in time flow.

Measure your worth and every error.

 

The oval eye stirs like a river;

frightened she asks the husband to go:

Judge yourself in the mirror.

 

Each night he sees the reflective terror,

he hunches into bed to her, every night more so.

Measure your worth and every error.

 

His love yet burn with a furor,

but as he ages, she no longer wants to know.

Judge yourself in the mirror.

Measure your worth and every error.

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