it’s life that casts the long shadow here.

here’s the screen.   here’s the shadow play.

you, audience, you make the story that makes the play.

truth be told you know, there’s only one.

one shadow seen from a thousand eyes.
by shadow we mean nothing revealed.
by shadow we mean between the fingertips.
by shadow we mean a kiss.

          anything possible

          said before but worth repeating.
once upon a time I was fond of shadows.

shadows under trees, shadows under rocks,
shadows under books, beneath handwritten script.
shadows under you, no hiding them.
shadows between your lips.

          well, I still am.

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