Tuesday, April 18, 2006


always beside us,
always silent,
even when we speak.

i like the way they inclines against our bodies,
as if wanting to touch them,
yet never reaching them.

i watch how the light plays with our chins,
how our silhouettes dance,
as if hinting we should be dancing too....

when the lights go out..
i think about where my shadow goes...
who is it dancing with?
is it you?