A Momentary Love

I was walking objectively
Through your shadows
When you whispered
In my ear, unintentionally,
Like some mysterious variable
Sneaking into gravity.

I joined you briefly
Under the family tree
(It was cool
And so familiar)
Then plucked up a small flower
For you instead, and you
Accepted it accidentally.

I thought for a while
I might stay and share
A bottle of fine words with you,
But the parallax between us grew wider
And our shadows longer
Until you were a child again,
And I was a head
Looking over a shoulder
From an increasingly greater distance
My body carrying me pragmatically away.

My shepharding feet, however,
Have not forgotten the way back.

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