He loved his own reflection
Caught it whenever he could.
Looked at himself in the mirror
More often than any man should.
He struggled to love any other
Thought far too much of himself.
His first thought on other’s affliction
Would be how it affected HIS health.
It wasn’t a difficult courtship
He loved his reflection at once
He knew he was made for no other
Their eyes had not met by chance.
via Narcissism
A response to the Daily Prompt
Andrew Green's Poems 
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