Bits and Pieces - Glass dome

We see and crave each other
But our bodies are apart
The glass that separates our worlds is far too strong, too resistant, too full of words, concepts and powers beyond us
Fate was a cruel friend to have aligned our paths making fools out of us

What was done cannot be undone
we shall linger through time thinking
If it was, if it is, if it will ever be
Sometimes the eye tricks the mind and I can almost feel a crack
I can almost feel your warm touch coming through
I poke and poke feeding the illusion that it will expand and collapse

But I cannot break the dome
How ironic it is that I am the one feeling trapped
when you are the one still standing inside...