Sonnet of Jana

I saw you sitting in the lover’s pew
Your twice double heart in its glassy cage
Eyes filled with longing, eyes filled with much rue
We the audience eyes set on the stage
Your gaze it wanders, searches their faces
Looking for a sign of some changing love
We see the potential in such strange places
The pew of lovers, a sign from above
But no, you are blind to that before you
You have no idea what we see right now
If you were to see what would you then do
If your eyes opened, to love, would you bow?
As long as longing blackens your vision
Love has not a hope, neither does reason