“Who am I?”
Asked the image in the mirror.

I stood there,…
watching.

Wink wink.
The passing by of changing clouds.

I took another sip of air.
I smiled and she was there;
Smiling back.

“You and I,
we are the same.
What you see is what you are.
Every mirror is your guide.
Everyone is who you are.”

If that is true,
there is no You.

While all along
I thoroughly enjoyed
the game of Two.