She sits in front of me seeing no one

Not me, not herself

Sees her breath on the cold

Empty wind

Sees a future that casts no shadow

Sees

But can’t see what she’s looking for

 

She sits in front of me thinking of someone

She imagines had a dream

That formed in his dreams

That wrapped around her

Looking

At what she can’t see

Anymore

 

She sits in front of me looking past me

Looking past the dark

Emptiness of…no…looking at

The dark emptiness

Feeling it envelope and control

And breath and sing her praises

 

She sits in front of me

Me; love

And she looks past me

Thinking about a dream

She had, a dream she no longer dreams

Taken away she thinks

No

She freely gave it away

 

She sits

In front of me

Seeing

No

One.