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.