Where have you been? The troubled Lady says,
I've waited ever-long, to no avail
To see your face and with your words be blessed
Until my time grew cold and night grew stale
Where have you gone? Her formless thoughts implore
Have you now wandered to a better place?
Found other ones to sing to and adore
Have my faults finally fallen from your grace?
Why have you left? Her acid words accuse
Were all those pretty things you wrote a lie?
Tiring of me, seek you another muse?
Is it your wish to see our shared life die?

She runs thin fingers through her careless hair
And no one answers her for no one's there