Do you know how the shadows dance? They dance just like humans do. In the softest light, on the darkest night There's a chance you may see them too. With a bow of a head and an outstretched hand They stand as close to me as you. She pauses on sight then she accepts Lost in a gaze, she knew.
Spinning as quick as the beat would allow Leaping without ever leaving the ground In a twilight, feet never making a sound. Familiar only when no one else was around. They stop.
As darkness creeps, he keeps her figure From bowing out with his own As the sun did flicker, They disappeared into the unknown.
Written in a remembrance to the first poem I ever wrote