tisseur de poèmes

Let me write appeer 
When i saw you at the sight 
I saw your back 
I entered by the back door 
Then appeered 
Inquiringly , doubtfully , anxiously 
Shortsightedly too
Come nearer
And me when i appier 
On the landing stage of a landlady 
Eyes peering out of my windows ,my eyeballs 
Over the whole of you
How many storeys before accepting me as a peer ?
Then disappear from sight 
To be visible by something else than sight