old song that came to mind ~ 'You're not there"

played on acoustic 12 string softly and gently with a delicate hint of saddness but a resolve


reflection in a pool
i turn to glimpse the site of you
but you're not there

the ripples bring me back now
i look around
and touch the air
but you're not there


i see the fear on your face
like a mask carved of stone
your eyes call out for rescue
from their prison

the spirit behind that mask
has a life of its own
i utter words of strength
to keep you from feeling alone
strength for being alone

I know you'll be back
i feel our connection
but when i am alone
your spirits my obsession

essence taken over
mind connects to heart
i dream about the beauty
when loving becomes art


i see the fear on your face
like a mask carved of stone
your eyes call out for rescue
from their prison

but you're not there

you're not there
you're not there