Deja Vu De Ja Vu Poem by RIC BASTASA
Deja Vu De Ja Vu
What were we
before this?
we have assumed
shapes
that do not now
fit
were you the flower
to my bough?
or the apple to my
tree?
why have i become
so attached to you?
was there a connection
before?
was i the trail to your
mountain?
was i your wing?
were you my lover?
you only appear in
my dream
and yet you have become
so real
like a finger to my hand
an eye to my face.
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