A Woman In Love

there she sat with her woven cap and black cat a top of her sofa there she spends hours it seems coupled in her field of dreams she dances in a ring of fire yet throws off each challenge with a shrug life to her is beyond her means living in a land so very mean Dressed in her Sunday's best she feels that life is but a test missed her Uber ride she now sits in the shade alone captivated with a Streisand tune she becomes more alive in tuned to the hidden beast's menagerie falling apart at the seams she loves to be loved in her timeless grasp when to over react she's a woman in love push the clouds away from the manure on the mud Vanquished left inside she hides away from the silence of the hour her desire for love takes a back seat for her brave soldier gone off in the war left for Iran she's a woman in love teach her to sit still & take notice