For what did you love me best
for the spark in my eye
for the silk of my skin
for the charm in my smile
For full lips, rounded breasts and firm thighs

Did you love me best for the reflection
I made in a piece of glass?
Then you loved me not at all.

For what did you love me best
for cutting wit and keen insight
for things not reflected but held deep inside
For the beauty of my spirit
and the fire in my soul
For passions felt but never realized?

Then you loved me best of all.