Reflection

Reflection

She gazed into the glass
Then she acted
She thought she was alone
This is a sacred ritual
A passage
Privacy is not an issue
Intimacy is

He saw her and wondered
Was she worried about her skin
Was that it
Are you worried about your skin?
No I'm just putting on a new face?
Why are you doing that?
So you will look at me more

I look at you
When do you look at me?
I'm looking at you now
Where is the feeling?
It doesn't matter what you look like
Really...
Suppose I looked like someone else...
Would you know me then?

Her question puzzled him
No that's not quite right
Her question haunted him
He carried it with him all day
He called her
Hello
Hello
What are you doing?
I am thinking...
What are you thinking?
Why you never call me, "darling"?

~Dr. M