In the quiet where
the pine trees lean,
I saw your shadow—
A wisp between
The golden light
and the coming dusk—
A fleeting moment,
Turned to dust.
Fleeting shadows,
Hearts unspoken—
Words like glass,
So easily broken.
I reached for you,
But you slipped away—
A dream I held,
But could not stay.
By the old stone bridge
Where the waters hum,
I whispered your name,
But you did not come.
The world stood still—
Your time ran fast—
Love like this—
It cannot last.
Every step—
A haunting trace—
Of love that never
found its place.
Fleeting shadows,
Hearts unspoken—
Words like glass,
So easily broken.
I reached for you,
But you slipped away—
A dream I held,
But could not stay.
The moon hung low,
Like a silver sigh—
A lantern for
The questions why—
Do you remember?
Do you recall?
Or was I nothing—
After all?
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Fleeting Shadows
© Copyright: Альберт Светлов, 2026
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