Narcissus

In conversations with him, she doesn’t seem to be the author of the things that she says.

She doesn’t recognize herself.

At these times, she is as much of an observer of herself as he is.

She surprises herself with this knowing but moreover intrigued by the way it transpires.

She is what he allows her to be.

He is charming.

He is proud.

He is confident.

She is his creation. She is the source.

He doesn’t know her.

Understanding this has been the adventure.