Reflection

I caught you

Staring

At your reflection.

You were looking

At me

Looking at you

Unaware

That I was looking

At you

Looking at yourself.

You ponder intently

Studying the

Circular frame

Of your face.

Your pace slows

And your feet

Turn toward the direction

Of the window.

Your body sways

Like an empty swing.

From the abrupt stop

And change in momentum.

As if you were the wind

Rapidly choosing a new path.

And just as quickly

As you stop.

You begin again,

Altering the direction

You deliberately chose

As if to silently say—

I caught you

Staring

At me

Staring at my reflection.

I was looking

At myself

Unaware

That you were

Looking at me.

And I don’t want

You to see

My soul—as if

You know something—

Something I don’t.

And because I saw

Her staring at herself

Unknowing that she

Was staring at me,

I had something

She didn’t know

Could be hers—

Surprise.