* Lens of Words *
Easy words slid
Silver down the panes
Of conversation between us
And gradually fog lifts
Reveals the landscape of you
The who you are and why
The reasons why you wear
Real colour of your hair
Political leanings you possess
The career you have made
Work ethic you hold and have
How you wonder often
If between words a code
A jazz rhythm only understood
By the good or the bold
And I see this panorama of you
And have to smile to myself
Becuase I do so love this view.
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