I'm Just Another Face In The Crowd Poem by Sunny Adruza

When I looked at the mirror expecting to see my face, I was rather perturbed to see HER face instead...
Her whom I have been silently watching
Like a stalker
Or a friendly follower
Seeing her in all the different moods
Watching and reflecting on her naked flesh
The colors she adorns
The men she meets & flirts with
The places she visits
It feels like I have been there too
With her
Silently holding her hand
Sometimes she makes faces that have been captured
By the camera of my mind
Her visual adventures are forever etched in the
Accounts of the media for all to see
I haven't spoken to her no not one word
Yet IT feels like I know her
Like I know the sun, like I know the...
She's a flower blossoming in a wild unknown town
I can see her dreaming I can feel it
No she doesn't know much about me
I'm just another face in the crowd...