Myself

Today was not a dream

I spied you sitting unaware

And saw for the first time

Who you really were

You're lips as soft as rose pedals

Your eyes liquid like wine

And I saw you relaxed

In the mercy of light

Did I speak or move? No

I just stood there, paralysed

By what I now knew you were

And what is this thing

This wholly indulging thing

That possessed me so

You did not look or touch

Nor did you saunter to me

It was your uninterested look

That made me see

You were myself

Have you ever seen yourself reflected in someone else's eyes?  A soul mate?  A twin?  Can you see some of yourself in your greatest enemy?  I think that if we look hard enough we can see a bit of ourselves in everyone.  Murders, fiends, saints and sinners...  We are all and we are none of the above.  We are who we are and if were honest about it we know the all the best and worst points of our existence.