I sit and watch my love, imprisoned in her mind,
Her eyes, the only window in her lonely cell,
Show me her longing to be again
As once we were, kindred souls, in our private world.
She watches me, unable to speak her thoughts,
As I, despairing of my puny efforts,
Strive to break a barrier too strong to breach,
And inwardly, with deep frustration, weep.