SHADOW DANCING
Shadows dance with me,
Our movements as precise
As the orbit of planets
Who leads?
What does it matter
when we are light as a sigh,
our presence intertwined
until we are one, our steps
barely brushing the earth
while night breezes determine
our tempo,
and the rolling surf plays
our favorite song
We dance until sunrise,
then depart until the evening
moon
reunites us
the shadows and I
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