Shadows

The end of a conversation among two shadows at sunrise , right before their shapes dissapear until the sun sets behind the valleys one more time, like many and all other times slowly fading into the dream of taking human form during the day

Y> Are we in a poetic journey travelling across space and time ? I see your pictures and they dissapear when I close my eyes, made the decision no to idealize you or assign my unfulfilled dreams to this experience , to be free of myself and allow me to see You

T> See me truly so that your dreams can be exceeded and replaced by a man who is more than your imagination

Words dissipating as the timid  light rays slide thru