No hands
To hold
Tonight
So they
Resume
In my pockets
Warm
Friendly
And for the
Moment Alone
I could hold
Yours
If you want to
Keep your
Hand nice
And warm
But the
Shadow
No longer
Resides
By my
Side
And as
Comforting
Your shadow
Feels
The sun
Glares
Down on
Focusing
on
What's not there
Gone away
You are
From My
Side
But how
I yearn
For that shadow
And friendly
Hand in my
Someday
Someday
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