Every now and then I ask
who and what are we?
And what is it exactly
you see when you see me?
Am I lover, friend or ally
or someone to beck and call?
I'm standing here and ponder:
Do you see me at all?
My presence goes unnoticed
and my words can go unheard.
Is it absentminded focus
or do I overstate my worth?
In this dark and crafty world
I would not have us live a war
but at times the question probes:
Is this life worth fighting for?
My thoughts turn to seduction-
your attention quickly fades.
Duty's call no longer tugs.
Desire floods your gaze.
There will still be times I wonder
who I am what you see.
But I'll know despite the call of war
in the end you will see me.
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