Fewer Words (An introspective poem)

My lover gone and gone and gone, gone without a try. She loved me ‘fore the leaves turned dull to match her bright brown eyes. Now, here, upon her return, she, I am too embrace. But she ignores all lover’s remarks, with sunken and sullen face. “Where have you been all this time? Your absence troubled me.” A blank stare kept upon her face, Her gaze fixed toward the sea. I lay in wait for her reply, to move or speak a sound. But she just stares, no love or fear can in her now be found. Her silence breaks before it bends, then she release a sigh. But uncanny words and teardrops stay behind her bright brown eyes. She stands alone right next to me, face ‘way toward the sun. Say a lot in fewer words, or say nothing at all. Understanding now overwhelms, the heart that lie inside. My chest is tight, this be the last I see of her bright brown eyes.