As I stare…
“Who are you?” I ask myself, glaring at the mirror on the
wall
“Who are you?” I ask myself, combing my hair, letting it
fall…
Searching those eyes, I line them black
Probing that face, I deck with MAC
My cell phone blinks, it’s time to go
Gazing , waving , she stares back…
As I stride…
Down the corridor, in
the lane, on the street…
Some give a passing
glance, some stare, some smile…
Carefully careless, amazingly
aware less, mindfully mind less...
She walks by…
As I sit…
Amidst the throng, among the horde, in the crowd…
Greeting, pleasing, exchanging…
I pause awhile, to meet myself…
She smiles, engaging!
As I stand…
To express, to deliver, to translate…
Thoughts, words, deeds drift by…
I am just a channel I realize…
Tune in… and she flows by!
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