At dawn, I stand upon this beach, recalling how
our friendship unraveled like a distant mountain
when its color shifts from grey to green.

But I fear, it’s more like a shadow on these sands
as the day matures, just when your warmth
catches up with me like a lover’s hand.

I know you are here despite an overcast
visiting my sky, vanishing our shadow.

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