April Twenty-Ninth

You ... I don't know you,
But I feel as if we could be friends
If you took that big chip
Off your shoulder.

And now you smile and I realize
That I've seen you before.
I've seen you ... glimpsed in the mirror
Or in a window reflecting back at me.
Has anyone ever told you you're handsome?
No?
I'm surprised.

-- by the blog author