Words...

The smile is familiar
But her eyes are not
I see her
It's as if she knows me
Her words, like mine
Her thoughts
on time
in line
they bind
me to her
I'm stuck on her eyes
They betray her smile
tell me she lies
and she cries
about what's underneath
My hand reaches out
to touch her face
to place
grace
understanding her need to be hidden
hiding my need to know
She reaches for me
fingers extended
reaching glass

Reflection

Till tomorrow
~SB