The Wooden Woman

She looks right through you but her lips remain sealed.
The sand in her feet brings her glee yet the dancing waves fail to move her.
She knows many people or so she claims!
Her smile is contagious and her ways charming.
She enjoys her quick siestas and disappears for random thinking.
Always craves for Mahler's symphonies but secretly admires Chris Martin.
She is besotted too often but loses it all too soon.
Rules terrify her but she says to herself- obedience is a virtue. Isn't it?
She is forever submerged in memories and belittles realities.
Her deep seated sentiments are rare but precious.
However, in the end she represents the wooden woman.
She expresses yet conceals. She loves but coldly.
She sings but the melody isn't always sweet and
She prays but no one knows for whom?