We seldom notice our shadows on the wall when we’re in each other’s arms.
This guy does and he’s taking his imagination way out there. After all, it is the last time for the real male and female.
our shadows
come together
on the wall
they must think
we still
have it all
just this final night
and we’ll be gone
one last time
for the good times
we have known
our silent partners
never had a fuss
they’re still
having fun
being us
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