I am looking at you.
Who else is there
Before me, beside you
Occupying space, breathing my air?
Do you see me?
Or is it my clothes,
Covering my dusky skin,
Held together by my hair?
Are you moved
By the smile
Burning bright
Like a ghostly light?
Maybe you think
Gazing into my eyes
That you have finally seen
Into the depth of my soul.
In the end
We part ways.
You return to your life
While I simply retreat.
And the person you thought you saw
Like smoke, simply disappears.
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