Laura

The glass between us is deep A clear light into my life You could see in and she could see out Still no sound was exchanged Words stayed on tongues Eyes tried to glimpse but never cough the others Hands just dangled, clammy with sweat Words raced like electricity They couldn’t be stopped Yet words stayed on tongues Her silhouette slowly fading in the distance Hair swaying in the wind I needed to yell, to scream But nothing came out I saw her and she was gone. A week later a letter came in the mail Bubbled with tear marks Rippled by frustration It was her.