Hey!

Hey look!
Look at me - I said
But you could not hear
You were not my father
Not my mother
You did not have my dna

And you would be there
In the future
A different face
The same voice
And signature

And I would conquer the light
To catch you by surprise
I had to learn to live with little
And take
What was not given to me.

Reviews

[Jibey]

An intriguing poem... reaching out, wanting, inviting... like the mannequin in the shop window... dressed but undressed

[a_methyste]

Yes that laid hand for a friend, mate, companion....unrequited loves...souls that crave to meet....and physical structures frozen in space and time, mannequins.