when i look at you
your thoughts become
transparent
you have the head of
a glass
and your thoughts
are dark
like shadows of geese
flying away
from a blazing afternoon
look at me, i am a forest
there are so many creatures
inside this forest
when you come
when i invite you
it is your responsibility
to find your way back
when you are lost
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Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.