There is a rift in the clouds…
But no one else has noticed
So I am alone once more.

And I think I am the only one
To see the depth and despair
In her miles away eyes.

Is she alone, like I?
Feeling the world spinning past her
The sea parting as she walks onward…

Is she out on a limb?
In a place where her connection
To the world is tenuous.

Or is she just stuck in a corner?
Trapped in one place she can never ever leave
Where time is never time at all…

Maybe he does love her.
Or maybe she is just an accessory…
A thing that he can call his own.

The brightness has left her soul.
She is shined on by the silken moonlight
But what we saw was just a fake.

And so she walks away
Surrounded, but alone once more…
The depth I saw is just a chasm.

01/08/2001

Posted on 07/23/2006
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