School

I look out the window

Over a sea of murky orange and red

As the leaves on their vines

Change color with the season

In the distance is a face

A face, familiar

I know that face

Slowly details become clear

The azure eyes - like the sea at first dawn

After a story night

The tanned skin - the sun has never been so kind

To skin as to make its features so beautiful

Next to me is an empty seat

One that will stay empty

Whether I want it to or not

No one knows me: I'm invisible to the senses

Trees surround me

A forest of - not trees

A forest of people

A forest of faces

One stands out from the rest

The one in the distance

Over the ocean of earthen colors

The only one that sees "me"

The powerful arms - strong enough to lift the world

Unknown to man, hidden amongst the leaves

The muscled legs - rooted to the earth that is not

Actually earth, but the remains of a broken heart underfoot

I sit here alone

Trying to put a name to the face over the sea

And to the body of a tree

In the forest of faces

Images of the face and body

Appear in my sight

In my mind's eye

They are the one closest to me

The fact that I cannot place

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