It was only the light
that let go of my hand from the night I clung on.
It is a trace of an inconspicuous dream
that untangled the trap of thought that was entangled in me.
What I was looking for was too simple a shadowless answer.
If I shook hands hesitantly with my hidden left hand and made another look with my right hand so that it wouldn't disappear,
I'd let my heart go afterwards.
There's much for me to
There's much for me to contemplate here. I want to come back and say more at a later moment. But, for now, let me just say how much I loved the phrase "shadowless answer". That really stuck to my bones. Now I'm trying to unravel all that is in your last two lines. :)