The Mistaken Alliance.... Poem by Division Bell

That day,
When she was,
Tuning her guitar,
That sound,
Drew her away,
Away from the conscience,
Near the nature,
With the wind,
In the droplet,
Above a leaf,
Was that required,
She must be thinking,
Her hands stopped,
And her guitar,
Was away,
I was in the balcony,
Observing her,
With a lit cigarette,
Her face changed,
That natural psyche,
Dissolved her,
In the memories,
And I dissolved,
In her eyes,
I wasn't sure,
About what that was?
And she spoke,
Communication gap,
I realized,
She must have had a fight,
Over a simple stuff,
And that...
The communication gap,
Ended all,
Foolish girl,
I thought...
Couldn't deal with it? ? ?
For god sake,
Cigarette flame,
Kissed my fingers,
And I observed,
A communication barrier,
Within...