May the night come upon us
As we settle into our dream self
Astral projection
Into celestial spaces
Or new found land
Wherever it is
You’ll be right behind me
Like a shadow
Running along
The midnight hour
In sync with the rhythm
Of a grandfather’s clock
You’re footsteps
Will tap behind me
Overlapping the prints
I previously left marked
There are no winners in this race
Yet we seek perfection
Not for lack of trying
Though we sin
Still, you’re right behind me
Like the boisterous claims of a coach
Perfecting his players on a field
Your voice is right behind me
Reverberating like a surround sound
I can’t see
And yet your behind me
I can’t touch you
But I know you’re behind me
I can’t reach you
And you can’t reach me
But still, you’re right behind me
But I hope one day….you’ll catch me.
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Devyn Sharel
Devyn Sharel is a fiction writer, poet & Film enthusiast. She enjoys writing fiction romance, drama and other genres that challenge her creative comfort zone. She's also a blogger covering topics in Freelancing, TV & Movies.
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