The footfall
The full moon
glamorized with white
teeth shone
on the pavement.
The dots
zoomed like snowflakes
that winter.
To see you in your lover's arms
is like seeing
a child in his nurse's care.
I'm glad you can now unwind
your lonely breath.
It's a gift.
A memory.
A cat
sitting in the moonlit alley
listened
to my footfall.
Listening to yours
that night I disappeared
into the dark.
If you still remember...
How I am tonight
is how you see me.
You will not see
me again.
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Source. About the poet. Illustration.
