Poem

Have I ever seen you before

Intense,

one sense

a strength

with words

and

words again

of a certain

length

and dark eyes,

a hiding place

of beautiful lies

the past

has revisited

me at last

what

a question

to  ask:

are you

a reflection

of what

I left behind

Still,

decades ago

I see

it clear:

A change,

of direction

a new route

now and then,

always a chain,

bewildered,

still sane,

but not

for you to say,

if I really met

you yesterday