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Beauty behind the glass pane
I sense and see your seductiion; masked
Feel your invitation, to invoke freedom
and feel tangibly your longing pain

Today in lonliness I linger on your beauty
your pale silken skin hidden by fogged glass
dropplets pass over your lips of pink and ruby
whose fullness quietly waits as droplets scream as they pass

Your tears;  pain won't longer let you cry
but your inner scream watches them go by
your heart, pent up, giving up its try
leaving you hollow and wondering...why?

But I see your beauty, in the little shard of you I see
and would try to break through. You make me feel cause
Like a child wondering if there really fairies or a Santa Clause
I feel you longing to be a woman and from expectations... to be set free

Though, what's binding you...I cannot see
But I imagine it to be the bind of religion, tradition and family
Things to which you areforece-fed, and which bind you in your cell
Taking away your free will as you feel your heart it's slowly going to kill

Knowing that you feel a call to another destiny
Those you love can't imagine, accept or see
They cannot let you be... you cannot break free
As me, tormented by feelings felt that we cannot touch or see

©  James T. Adair