No, You May Not Cut In

Without a doubt one of my favorite two and a half movie minutes of all time.

In his place, I see myself
but in hers, a face less certain
a hazy dream that looks like yours
but dances behind a translucent curtain
a veil I long to lift away so I might claim
clarity with a kiss.

And since I can’t get embedding to work for the life of me. . .