Poem By Elcypher_Mirage(Beauty)

```Mirage(Beauty).

To the enamored self(me),
I say:
It is naught but a mirage
For the eyes; what's mirrored,
Seen, thus, conceived for the mind.

A'first* hold in disbelief,
To make me see, no illusory sight
Deep to the hollow cave of your skin,
beyond the furry pores.

I contend it's laden in the eyes,
That a beholder holds still
in conscious grace of her gaze.

Know I*,
It is this—dreamy sight
That holds the outer mind
still in remembrance, such
A joy to plead more for*.

I am a bestowed
onlooker, in admiration's sake,
unconscious of the cosmic
rays,
Till in misty eyes acquaint'd such grace.

Let me in ignorance bloom,
spare no tongue* unwagg'd*
For wit bespeaks not this
unsavor'd mystery.
Oh,
That i might want to wonder,
when you walk, the steams may
in steady gait rise to pride my eyes
Thus, to bid a second look—a vision?
Beauty may once blind to see again,
But hold me 'fast to stead' the in-sight of your mirage—beauty.```

*A'first—at first.

*Know I — I know.

*plead more for— plead for more.

* spare no tongue unwagg'd— spare no word untold/unspoken

*unsavor'd mystery —mystery yet to unfold.
*fast to stead— Hold me steadfast/fast.

*El cypher*
*Dedicated to Taofiqat.*