Come back

Sometimes I see her there, smiling at me
Like nothing happen
Sometimes she’s away in a detached world of her own
She sees nothing and she hears nothing
Not of this world
The ocean blue of her deep eyes
What she sees I can only guess at
Angels? Fairies? Fear or delight?
The coexistence of her, within my soul
She’s nothing more than a just a feeling
And I call to her…
“Come back”