But, I bury it deeply within the folds of my skin like hidden scars.
I dare not let you see the times I have broken.
at the knees at the thought of you.
I am that you are smooth and like water slip through my fingertips.
I am of you and the manner in which you glide through your days unencumbered by convention, you move from place to place like a racing wind, not settling,
And I wish I could capture you and hold you,
I am that you move like liquid through my arms.
You move through memory like shadows in late evening,
lying down and disappearing with the faltering sunlight.
I have fallen completely in love with the faltering shadow.
I am for chasing shadows with my heart.
Copyright 2019 Jenny W. Andrews
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