Dancing all around me like tiny ghosts of the night,
Standing and watching, listening, there’s nothing but silence,
Evan as you shoot past my ear I can’t tell that you even exist, playfully carrying on your twilight dance as if I don’t.
So close as if daring me to hear your call, your shadow, fleeting in the glow of the Moon.
That’s the only way I know you exist.
But maybe you don’t.
Maybe you’re just a figment , just for my entertainment.
I couldn’t catch you, so maybe you’re not really there.
© Simon Farnell 2019
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