Deja Vu
Déjà vu
You look familiar, have we met?
I feel as though the memory has yet to set.
Perhaps this is a sensation of déjà vu
Perhaps we’ve once talked, me and you,
A memory I think I once knew.
Though I am unsure, yet certain in my confusion
That you are familiar beyond articulation.
My words are spewing without humiliation
As I am certain of this particular occasion.
This place, this smell, it is familiar.
Do you not sense it to be similar?
An occasion of a memories ancestor.
Those eyes, that hair, it seems nearly unfair,
That my memory would forget, that it would chance to dare
To fail to remember someone so fair.
2023/02/23
Déjà vu
Unseeking Seeker
Copyright © John Arthur | Year Posted 2023
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