She never seemed to be quite in the moment with you when she talked
She was always somewhere else; far away in a distant world
Only talking at moments when our two worlds collided
Her dreams leaked into the day
Yet sunlight never reached her
For she always had a moon above her head and stars in her eyes
Perhaps in that realm, she could place the planets on a string
And tie it on her wrist
Maybe she could wear the Sun around her neck
Just to let others bask in its gleam
Perhaps she wanted to hold every ocean in her palm
Or let the birds nest in her hair
Maybe what she wanted most, was to break the dam
And let it flow away with the river
To some far off horizon her eyes could never see
In her kingdom, she is whole and cast in colour
While in ours, a mere portrait
Displayed in black and white
And although her body is tied to these grounds by logic and reason
Imagination pulls her away
To endless possibilities forever twinkling with an otherworldly sparkle in her eyes
And although she appears to be sinking in sleep
She has never been more awake
Listening to the echoes of both worlds
And talking
At moments when they collide