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alleyways collect rain

while strangers dance in street shadows.

nighttime creeps;

shallow shade deepens

and it's too hard to distinguish

you

drowned in black;

I outreach

wet hands

that slip off.



dissipated moonlight:

I'd kill for a beam

to guide

a lambent dream

down

and aid my search.



where have you gone?

and is this hunt

one-sided?

for I've confided all along

in destiny's instinct

to meld together

our melodies

into seamless song.



come, stranger.

undo the danger

of not holding me...