being there

alone

staring slowly in the eye,

a blankness peered back;

no sun on falling waters,

not the same rainbow

in the cloud behind.

 

she sees only in thought,

feeling my presence,

in that alone she smiles;

we are one,

being there together.

About Lindsay Craik

Writer & Poet Poetry, plays and short stories
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