Your Peter Pan shadow
Sewn childishly to
The naked balls of
My feet follows
Me everywhere
In the fading wash
Of daylight you appear
And dance long legs
Stretching out in
Front of me
You mimic
In dark motion
Me swift
And clinging
Symphonized and
Yet distorted
Your head appears
Too far away but
In a linear equation
To mine which translates
Into as fast as
Elements approach each
Other they never meet
In the center
Even if they
Seem to
This is so beautiful, Jennifer.
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