She was only
A reflection
In a pair of sunglasses,
Standing all alone against the sea.
And I stared at
Her reflection
In my pair of sunglasses
And pretended she was close to me.
I could see us coming home
After hours on the beach,
I could see her fix a drink to quench my thirst;
I could see us hand in hand
In the twilight on the porch
And hear her say,
"You go and shower first."
I could see us in the winter,
In the fall and in the spring---
So I turned around
And sat up straight,
Prepared for all that fate
Would bring---
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Oh, well,
Sometimes reflections
In a pair of sunglasses
Can look better than the real thing.