What strangely distant friends we are?
having never seen each others face,
heard a voice, touched the hand, shared a kiss.
Is your name real?
or just a clever camouflage, to hide your sex,
your home, your spouse, your life.
What is it that you wish to hide?
Then little pieces of your self slip through
in comments, questions, quips and thoughts
that slowly pull away the painted veil
to let me see the friend unmasked
by clever words, those very clever words
© Graham Sherwood 4/2011
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