Poetry, Uncategorized

HE KNEW ME WELL

candle

Half my life ago

I met a man

who saw into my soul;

past the fettered trappings

coddled, wealthy wrappings;

past my ego and bravado,

Balmain suits in avocado,

brassy tan and private jet,

the spoilt brat, and yet

he saw through all of this.

Yes, he knew me well,

Before I even knew myself.

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