In the thought of the moment.

In the thought of the moment.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

In the scope of things
I found myself
looking at you,
looking at me
while our shadows talked
not a word was spoken;
the only light on dark
were the shades of shadows
reflecting the thought
of that moment.

© 2018 andrew mitchell


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Added on October 8, 2018
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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