Shadows That Dance


I sit and dream of
Shadows dancing in the rain
Sights and sounds, bright
Washing away everything
Leaves, twisting, dropping
Without an echo

Walking pages
Never read again
Stealing tomorrow’s rainbow dust
And nothing is, as nothing was
Choices made, chances missed

Shattered the still
Image of the moon
Memories of a life forgotten
In a time long ago
As I follow a magic star
Chasing the shadows
That dance

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Not much to tell, antisocial, bipolar, loner, poet. That's me in 4 word's.

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