Though you walk in the room
Silently, careful not to turn a head
Yours focused on the ground
The cloak of invisibility draped around your shoulders
Having found comfort in being
Out of sight to the rest of the world
I must have penetrating vision because
I see you, clearly, every time
Even when I try not to
Immune to your disguise,
I became a moth and
You are a flame, raging, calling my name
My whole being bewitched
Mindful of the dangers
Yet unable to look away
There's just something about you
Drawing me in, despite you not pulling
Your strange familiarity tells me that I know you
Even if I don't
Feeling deep in my bones that you know me
Even if you don't
I dare say we are karmically intertwined
Reckon we were soulmates in the past hundred lifetimes
You must think of me deranged, stark raving mad
However ironic it may be
I believe it because it is absurd
July 3, 2020
