Your
shadow passes silently over me,
hiding
me from the light and warmth of the sun.
I
shiver and glow with the colour of my passion for you.
Until
the dark and shifting clouds hide you from me
and
I fear I shall never see you again.
Terrified
and cold.
Then
you leave me and pass by.
And
I am bright again,
if
not so warm.
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