'I haven't seen you in a while...how are you doing? '
She walked up at my surprise.
I was caught completely off guard.
I looked at the director
for some direction.
He shrugged me off
telling me that I am on my own.
There was nothing to draw from,
I was a reporter without their notes.
Looking it the most beautiful camera
lenses that for once were appeased
by what they saw, I was told otherwise.
I was told that you never wanted to
have any relations with me, ever.
Maybe she was hard to get.
It certainly was harsh to get.
I'm glad that patience has paid off.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem