I knew it all along

To ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ under cover of night.
To follow ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ your shadow at the window.
That shadow at the window is you and no one else;
¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦
Do ¦¦¦ open that window behind whose curtains you're moving.
¦¦¦¦ your eyes.
I'd like to shut them with my lips.
But the window opens ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ the breeze
which ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ balances flame and flag surrounds my escape
with its cloak.
The window opens: it's not you.
I knew it all along.