I had drawn a silhouette
on the backseat window
of my car—
and it had somehow come to life,
attaching itself to me,
then becoming my shadow.
And as I painted the outline
to a colorful glow,
the rainbow drops from above
scattered on the pavement
of a snow-covered landscape—
causing a sunshine avalanche,
to where we made our escape.
My shadow chased me,
as it had always done so before.
And even when the sun is set,
and the moon washes up on shore,
I thought I’d let you know—
that wherever I go,
my shadow will always
be there to follow me into
tomorrow.
As I witnessed
the kiss that the melody
had given me...
And no matter how pleasant the tune
of how I miraculously met you,
I’ll always say that it’s true—
that the letters upon my desk
show you at your best,
and all the rest.
And I had my shadow write to you,
because I’d been too afraid
that I might lose you in the midst
of giving up those warm summer days—
as I am lost
in winter’s frigid maze.