Breezewood
By flutterbi

She searches his eyes for traces of who she is
She feels his hands caressing her body
She offers herself in the hopes of love

He takes what she offers
Pieces of her soul attached
Her heart waiting to be embraced

She cries in pain looking in the mirror not knowing who she is
Or how she arrived at this destination
She stares into empty eyes

He packs his bags and leaves her alone again
Alone with her empty heart
Alone with the shell of her soul

She drives away never looking back
Searching the road for that which was discarded
Her tears gently driving her home

April 12, 1999 CP
Flutterbi's World