Paper

I write these words

To read your mind

As you try to read mine

In these words that sprang

Into being

On this blankness so white

On the surface of which

We smile back at ourselves

And we weep tears

That fall and pool

In our own eyes

And sometimes

Just sometimes

A strange hand

That  comes into view

Cups to hold a trickle

Or reaches out

To be warmed by the joy

It’s yours today

And here you are

Peering into the depths, oh my!

Of a canvas that shines

A dance of dark and light

Will you see me?

Or will I see you?

Or will you see just you?

You just might

We shall see

We shall see

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