Behind The Faces Poem by none .....

My dear, who is the one in me behind this face
Tell me, who is there behind all these faces
As I walk down the street, a new face passes by every second
A new face with many stories, just like me
And we'd just glance at each other for a brief moment
Never again to be heard or seen
And often I wonder, is it just a dream?
Faint images moving before the eyes, with no meaning
Yet I can stop there & stare
Speak out, share an introduction
And the face becomes familiar, meaningful & desirable
Yet remains an untouched stranger
An unsolved mystery forever
The man behind the face is never met
Yet many interactions happen at the surface
And all faces disappear in the depth
Melting & merging to one another
Difficult to decide which is which & who is who...