THE EXCHANGERS

Here we are - both you and I... Yet to ask each other why. Why, that is, our combination May result in conversation. The two of us - complete strangers... Potentially abled exchangers. Upon more magnified inspect, Do the two of us expect More or less of first impression? For now, this is unknown confession. We verbally commence the meeting... Extend our hands in formal greeting. A confident and firm handshake Suggesting what we each will take When our talk comes to its closure... Composure, or maybe exposure? This is set aside for now As who, what, where, when and how Becomes the basis of our blog... Communication - dialogue. Underway now - that of which... Our information, thick and rich Is swapped without the need to smother... Conversing - one to the other. Throughout its course, I play detective... Looking into your perspective. The further our talking is travelled, More of which we are unravelled. Common interests, histories... Perceptions, other mysteries. I get to know of you much better In person more than a letter Could outline our situation With its grammar and dictation. Of our meeting in the present, I view these moments as pleasant. Our mutual respect is there... This, we are both well aware. Without the thought to criticize Each other, we can summarise. Here we are now - you and I... In warm embrace of our goodbye. We can say we are exchangers Now more than previous strangers. We took the time in our attempt To not leave anything exempt. More a fusion than confusion... Our departures, the conclusion Of a strong collaboration Succeeded in its conversation.