Think when we
Wanted time
To see
Each other.
You seeing Me
As I ought,
In your mind,
To be, a
Product of
(Mis) Re-presentations
Of me,
And you learned
Who I was.
Me, through
Trial and error
Through time
What I knew
Of you,
What, from
The womb
I had imparted
To you,
In experience
As a newborn,
Knowing you would
Walk, yet toiling
With your being
A stumbling block
Of wooden promises
To Me, things you thought
Would draw you closer
Only made things harder.
For you to know
The real Me.
So, here we are,
Today. What do you
Want to discuss,
My friend?