Shyness Coming of Age

When I sit here, look into your eyes and see
only the darkest mystery,
why can't I assume that you are just like me?

After a lifetime moving about in a forest
of things I thought we have in common,
I'm still astonished how we pass each other in peace,

that you are civilized. I wonder even as I am preparing
for the long, private time when I
own everything.