Shadow of Mine
We walk, you in front of me
one created flesh and bone
the other born of sun
elongated faceless gray.
Seamlessly
we stroll the beach
arms out wide now close in
darkness plays with light.
I stop you stop
your head turns as mine
we follow a gull’s flight
as it rises from the sea.
If I turn and reverse my course
will you dance behind me
like the kite that zigs and zags
when its master loosens his hold?
lillian the home poet 
Just love your words here
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Thanks so much. So nice to see your comment this morning!
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I really enjoyed this! I love the idea of shadows and that they may have a completely different life to us. Kind of like a parallel universe.
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