The shadow
will never
stop following
you

no matter how cold
it presence
as it embraces you
one hand on
your abdomen
it slows the flesh
with inward stillness.

it shares
an eye with you
like greek witch
from a story.
a kiss within a cup
a vision splashes from
the eyelid.

So you can see
in the shade
of its presence...
clinging on
my poor shadow
afraid
of my
friendship with the sun.
shadow
do not fear
love is not forgotten
no matter the depths and shades
of darkness may surround.

For their always
is a comfortable dark and room
in the humbleness
of my sewn
mismatched pockets
that i unworthy offer…