thoughts wander,
take on a life of their own,
the people have forgotten
their dreams.
your heart,
a dark sky
dropped into a shallow day.
in your shadows
i walk with you
down streets
paved with misery,
a lone saxophone
echoing from a fire escape,
someone else's sorrow
blown into the night.
i say i'm afraid to die,
but the truth
is quieter:
i'm afraid of losing
my edges,
of dissolving
in your eyes
until i'm nothing
but a blur
drifting beside you.
afraid I'll become
one of the shadows
trailing you
into still water,
down avenues
where time forgets
to move,
and even the dark
cannot hold me.
in the store front
window's glass
you see me---
half-light,
half hope---
the reflection
that looks back at you
when you look away