Conversation failed him
In her eyes a vacancy looked
My way
Her life was consumed by his wallet
Which in turned consumed her whole

Such a shame that those beautiful eyes
Were lost
Hidden behind plastic lies
With a body made of crystal
Her sway left no doubt of its value

We shared a stare
This  look
My nod
I knew her
She needed hope not gold
Love not diamonds
This seed of hers needed to blossom
With a purpose
That he could never understand

My audible sigh faded into the
Stained walls of her prison
I knew these rags could never pave
Her way  
The dance of the butterflies would
Never come
So alone I must fly
Once again