I'm separated from her smile, <br />for has a man, <br />to many miles. <br />I'm separated by her touch, <br />tis grossly wrong, <br />and hurts to much. <br />I'm separated by her voice, <br />not by chance, <br />but by her choice, <br />I'm separated from the truth, <br />I love her, <br />but she loves you. <br />I'm separated torn apart, <br />crushed of spirit, <br />with a broken heart. <br />I am separated...<br /><br />saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight )<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-am-separated/
