Friday, May 8, 2015

You or Me?

My Love,
Is it You or Me 
who brushed my hair 
and looked
through my eyes
in the mirror
just now?

And is it You or Me 
that perceives this wondrous world?
The senses intoxicated.
And every sight, smell and sound
is your sweet gazing face.

How strange 
when i look behind 
not a single footstep

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