I inherited your shadow..
The over lay
Of you was all I knew..
A reflected image of your love shone through
guiding the way..
each footstep pushing me on
making me strong
The hurried ones, the slow ones, the skipping ones, the stalled ones..
a shadow of love that covered me well..
I was brave enough to follow along
l will shadow dance with you into obscurity..
You are the hand that holds the pen to that far away land
our hearts dictating the plans..
Gorgeous. The hand that holds the pen line was brilliant.
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Thank you 😀
I always appreciate all your words