I stand
in front
of you
I can see,
See...
... Me
Now is it all so
true?
All of you...
...is all of me?
Deep within
your layers
of skin
Reflecting;
inner self,
myself,
my dear
friend
Where do I begin?
I am you,
And you are me
Everyone else:
too blind to see
That
We're all One,
Truly
The people in our lives are merely mirror reflections of bits and pieces of our inner self...
Like puzzle pieces we are to one another... in the end, we are all just one giant puzzle.
(The puzzle analogy just now made me think to write a seperate poem on that too... hmm...)