We see the light that bounces off,

Never really seeing each other.

All we can see is what has been

...shed a few moments ago

and then it's gone.


But, I capture your shadow and like Wendy

I'll keep it in my drawer

then maybe you'll fly back

asking me to

sew it back on.


Or maybe we were never here

and my drawer

has always been



Copyright ~L G Hurcomb 7/27/2012