C50 Does My Heart Ache for Me?

I never thought I would meet her here, between the mountains, by the canyons, under the blue sky, in the silence of all the fields, when she stood still and silent and I sat dazed in the car, not wanting to look at her any longer, like a woman with nothing in her hands and nothing in her, standing like a statue.

Expectation, supplication, even forgiveness.

Why have I never been to see me