While fire burns inside.
A true picture painted,
On both sides of the glass.
Stained only by vision,
Both yours and mine to have.
I see clearly what you
Would like to have me see.
But where are my manners?
I must return the favor.
Give me some time,
I will show you all there is.
But it is not a flip to see
Another side of a coin.
Rather you will see the rings
That make me stand and sway.
-miguel
