I See You Reading This Poem by Rik Bertrand

Are you reading this little poem of mine?
Do you think that it will rhyme?
Are you sitting there all alone tonight?
Are you ready for a fright?

I’m watching you, as you read this,
and I am sort of in a bliss.
its one of my brainy quirks,
and I am not sure how it works.

But I see you as you read my poems,
I see into all your homes.
I see smile and I see frown,
I see your little brother there acting like a clown.

the power is stronger, and I can see more,
I can see way beyond the corner door,
But don’t you fright don’t be scared,
I’m not a psycho-killer looking for bear.

I am just checking on you checking on me,
Wondering and hoping you can set me free.
By the way you’re beautiful in all you do,
if what I see is really you.

The things what’re possible by the touch of finger,
It makes you wonder where I can linger.
look around I may be there, or there.
Hell, I could be anywhere.

But the truth be known, I’m right here,
Watching you reading me.

Take care, and beware, I will always be there.

REB