There is a window

That follows me

Everywhere I go

Every turn I take

Every moment

Sometimes when no one’s watching

I can open it up to the blue sea of a sky

Birds flying in abandon and clouds

While people jostle for space in crowded buses

Through the louvers

A gentle wind Breezes in

Sometimes the fragrance of rain

On bare earth

Sometimes there is

An animated discussion

In whispers

Just outside my window

They think it is an abandoned abode

Acid eyes look for the perfect angle

To decipher the darkness

inside

                                        
                                         And create a person I have never met

    In the space between I and they