Deja vu
You've appeared out of
the dark of everyday,
as a restless spark
to shou me the way
toward the forgoten dreams.
When we first met,
with the first glance - I knew!
I know you from somewhere.
That look, that smile,
and that restless
still sleeping soul
full of desires and illusions,
I know them well.
I've seen them before
in the deep hidden glow
of someone's eye.
An eye seen sometimes
reflected from the mirror.
