Tears like falling rain,

hair so gold; a trailing veil

Eyes as tumultuous as the sea,

skin smooth and fair

A dress of silk that flows

in shades of fragile, soft greens and gold

a smile; a mystery in disguise

an abyss of secrets untold

She sways and twirls,

to a soundless song

Carried past the darkening moon

Leaping, spinning, dancing

Singing her whispery windblown tune

She moves with boundless grace,

her pirouettes are light and carefree

yet behind a flawless mask she hides,

A heart of broken glass; cold and dreary

Her tears are not for you nor me,

but for something that she lost

Her passion, her love,

her innocence?

Her gaze clouded with yesterday's possibilities

Leaving her dancing for the rest of eternity