Mirror Blue Taboo

I know you see me,
So don't deny it.
I mean you see me past the mirror
we hold up to each,
or should I say the others'... scene.
I will take the chance that you may also feel me,
As I feel you all under,
Inside deep, somewhere neath, below.
I shore up this part of me for one I know she is coming,
and since we've been here I've often wondered,
Will she look like, be like, smell like, taste like....
the You, You I know I see.
So please I beg you tell me what am I to you
One I do so clearly see,
Is it that just for one moment you too can smell, you can taste,
but most real you can feel,
I mean you feel, me.