Seen

When you see me, do you see the man
i ws or the man that i will be?
What do you see in your eyes of green,
eyes black in the middle like from a deep well,
what do you see in your eyes of hazel.
Touch me and i will be free to be,
free to be me and remember who i once was.
Touch me and i will be free to be
who i can become and then be more than one:
from one comes two then i am free to be three.
Now i am the man i am and the one i was...two.
The one who is yet to come is my third.
What do you see from your eyes of blue?
Am i better than anything i ever said or ever heard?
In a moonlit pool do you see a reflection of me and you?

1.13.2009