Forms

Across the darkened street

Pale windows that

Glow like dying

Embers of a fire

Once strong dot

The building’s façade

I see the forms...shadows

Embracing caressing

Your touch

Comes to mind

And it hurts

And enslaves

I wonder are you

Gone or not

My hands punch

Into my pockets

And as I go the

Shadows retreat

into the past

#poetry #love #pain #writing #shadow #dark #prose #poem