The sky has woven
an earth enfolding
web of mist -- watch
Strands above us playing
crisscross through the trees and
Sunbeams

I don't remember your name,
     yet you remember mine.
Our paths do not cross often,
     but you smile every time.

Confused, bewildered, afraid,
     I do not know my mind.
My heart spins lies so often,
     I dare not meet your eyes.