Silhouettes

I'm seeing shadows move across the room, I'm seeing things that aren't there and things that will never be. I'm watching our memories flash across the room like a projector. I sit silent watching your hands caress my face, I begin to write and your shadow starts to fade.. Then i write and write and continue writing until everything's on paper. Until there's nothing left to watch dance across the walls, like silhouttes in the mooonlight.