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