VANITY

He stands there, saying nothing while his eyes betray the fear in him

It must be killing him, she thinks.  Her heart longing to share in his agony

But she knows that as in countless times before, he will not let her get close

And even as she takes a step forward, she can already see the walls closing in…

Which makes her hesitate mid-stride as she realizes the futility of it all

Maybe another day and time when he will finally learns to see a friend not a foe

The tree will bear fruit and she will no longer contend with the barrenness.