“drifters’ melody”
I see us there,
tracing our lines,
A fractal caught
in the same design.
The shadows stretched,
the layers grown,
From days of secrets
we called our own.
You may see a fool,
the way I run,
But I am the shadow,
you are the sun—
Two parts of a pattern
that won't untie,
No matter the distance
as years drift by.