Intertwined

Your face hides

behind sunglasses

and a hooded jacket.

In the chill of the night

the warm mist of your breath

creeps onto my shoulders.

I hurry my way home,

rapidly turn the key

and slam the door shut

as soon as I walk in.

I sigh in relief

until I look in the mirror.

Your reflection

stands behind mine,

our shadows,

intertwined.

~

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