Faces & Sounds & Merry-Go-Rounds aka The ones you see

Do you ever know I think of you
although we’re both so far away
in not just space but also time?

When you hear those words I never said
from someone else’s lips,
does my voice ever echo in the subnotes?

When you sense a face in random patterns,
do they ever have my features?

I ask this now
of what seems to me
to be of you

Leaves & Needles
in a puddle.

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