First Glimpse

When you can’t sleep, so you write a little scribble…

A Flash

I’ve seen you

in a dream

or maybe just around town

somewhere between streetlight

and memory

Something about your eyes

feels familiar

like they know

what I might be

before I do

Do you tilt your head

when you see me

through your lens

Curious or careful

or just catching

what slips

between light and shadow

Do you hide

when you could

take the lead

in your story

or steal the scene

Do you capture

glimpses

to tell a story

you can’t

put into words

If you pause

at a flash

you can’t name

does it frame you

like it frames me