Shadows
February 11, 2019 Leave a comment
Shadows forming in my mind,
Clouds race to shelter the sun.
Passing quickly.
Not lingering.
Not hiding.
Thoughts are where,
Thoughts have never been.
Shapes of you,
Like a kaleidoscope in my brain.
Spinning.
Have me completely turned around.
Hoping you were gone.
Now I’m missing you.
Drift away,
Drift away.
Tomorrow’s another day.
Or stay.
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