Give It Back

The shadow that scurries across the street is just a leaf blown in the wind
The shadow that lingers on the edge of the sheet is just a door left open
The sound that echoes and sounds like glass breaking is only in my head
The sound of a key along fresh paint raking is only your breath on my face
The sight of lights moving from left to right are actually moving right to left quickly
The sight of two cats just about to fight are really two cats caught in passion
The feeling of my love’s hand on my wrist is just the cold kiss of winter
The feeling of rain slowly turning to mist is just how you feel waking up
The taste of sweet berries in sugar so white is only my tooth coming loose
The taste of sour wine left to sit overnight is only my left over dinner

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