It was perhaps destined that
I fall in love with a man
Who loved himself more than I ever could
In that arduous process
He taught me to love my self….
Each turn that offended him ,
I felt the insult that had not offended me …
Whenever he did fling my womanliness to render me weak ,
I felt the vulnerability of his desire
His misinterpretations of me
showed that he was used to
of his vanity….
He had surrendered to sensations
I did not reflect him…
He saw only his reflections….
I heard ‘ Echo’ the woman
who had chosen to love narcissus
retaining her voice….

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