Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Look Back At Me

I watch you
and listen for your lips...
to move
but I only hear the words -
that you never say.

I see your eyes
I watch your chest
for the subtle movement -
of each breath.

I look beyond the flesh
in the hope.....
that I'll catch a glimpse of you.

I search beneath....
your depths of solitude
to find the tree
of loneliness -
where you sit
and look back at me.


  1. The mirror behind the eyes, the watcher. Actually enjoyed the images.

  2. that you hear only the unsaid words...and the tree and finding them there is brilliant at the end...and good to see you...its been a while

  3. Sometimes we cannot find what we want need from others...

    Love your words.

    Anna :o]