A woman’s look, turned my eye,
Plain, and soft as summer
With a sweetness barely touching a tone of loneliness
That blended it’s way into my heart
So cruel of me with a smile, without a word
To wander past and barely scrape away her need
Matching only my smile to hers in passing.
Leaving the loneliness to smother her heart
And turn her smile into yearning,
Dulling the brightness in her eyes
Giving only the remnants of a chafed smile
Then vanished into the gloom of a lonely trail.
Gone forever, still I feel her loneliness slicing through my heart.
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