Sitting By My Window

by this window
my world is made and seen

you pass by
a lonely shadow

shaded by the
full moon

in silence you
always pass
by and i sit by this window

seeing you
my loneliness
reflected in yours

this is our world now
you pass by
while i stay always looking

what passes away next.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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