Jelena Jovanovic - Poem

When you looked at me
I saw the dust
The look in your eyes
painted gaze toward the stars;
I looked inside myself
to see nothing in sight;
leave me restless
in my nightmares
I always do seek you
wanting to dream you
misleading leader;
But dust from the palms
and frozen lakes
taken away
luckily sways
in open air
tear apart miles
inside us.