Unseen

Tossed to and fro

a boat on peril fraught sea

I yearn for your attentions

and lose a sense of me

 

Unmoored

 

I tread gentle on your barren earth

catch sparks from an ashen hearth

offer hushed words from the shadows as you pass

from the mannequin beyond the  window glass

 

Unseen

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