She walks alone in darkness,
unheeding the light,
searching for his soul.
Hoping for a glimpse . . .
just to know he is out there.
To know someone out in the world
was made for her.
It would make the miles,
the time apart
that much more bearable.
Alas, she does not know
who he is or where he might be.
Lost forever in the quicksand of life,
reaching eternally for his touch.

© Johanna Fugitt 2017