I long for you myself
I looked at you in the mirror
I was motionless
In the mirror I see another
He sometimes praises me
He sometimes imitates me
Sometimes he laughs
Sometimes he cries
Other times he frowns
Other times he smiles
At times he barks
At other times he whistles
He has the road
I have the stones
He is the skin
I am the viper
He has the rainbow and the hail
And I have the tears of the wind
I tried to kiss him
but he punched me
Stretched his hand to hit me
The mirror broke into small pieces
Penetrated me
I stretched my hand to gather the pieces
They hurt me
Left me with a wound
Longing returned, inhabited me
Myself and Me are one
But each of us has his own ways
I long for you myself.