Adored, 2022
What is there to love?
Oh, I am as peaceful
as a dove.
What is there to cherish?
Oh, I’m the flipped coin
Of Nightmarish.
Why am I a fantasy?
Oh, they never really see
Me.
Why am I adored?
Oh, with love the men
Can’t be bored.
So instead they say
Adored.
For well and good
I adore me.
Because in them
that’s all I see.
Reflections dancing
Among the stars.
Two lovers prancing
As one mighty
Whole.
Made of two
Who know
There’s no hole
Where the other
Should be.
**Adored, 2020**
Adored
Most people adore me
They adore the serving me
the funny me
the helpful me
The quiet me
The depressed me
The manic me
The sorry me
The tough me
The demure me
They adore the fake me.
There came a day in my life when I realized, the no one adored ME.
Nobody knew me.
Not even myself.
Now I’m meeting her.
And I can hope that there comes a day in everyone’s life when they realize they adore me.
Brigid Faye, Reader 
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