I remember seeing your puffy ponytail
pulled to the back of your head
before my interview this dawn.
You had a green ribbon to wrap the end
like a present filled with my hopes and dreams.
I remember seeing you,
and then wiping my forehead
and exhaling with relief
as my destiny was met
with you and me
realizing the possible reality in my hopes and dreams
and your existence
in this phone interview from the DMV.
I remember seeing you, Deja
in a moment when Forever
met your existence too
and we both witnessed the Vu in you
whilst scrambling and rambling
about the right things to say and do.
I remember seeing you Deja Vu,
but I only hope you remember seeing me too.