Shadows of My Leaving
I cast down the trenchcoat past,
Shrug it's weight onto the floor,
Step the lightbulb uncertain
With ginger steps towards the door.
And a final glance shot
Over one shoulder or another,
Lingering looks and visual hooks
Snag the fading of a lover.
I draw her symbol to me
So I may kiss the shadows
Of my leaving from her brow,
And whisper that my heart
Will be with her again...somehow.
Copyright © Tony Bush | Year Posted 2005
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