A black shadow loved me yesterday.
I felt a brush on my cheeks as I slept in bed.
The shadow held my hand and kissed me.
I talked to the shadow, but it didn’t talk back.
I suddenly got scared, but it embraced me tightly.
I felt it leave the room when I was close to dreaming.
I can only think it was a man who didn’t want me to waste time on him in life.
Now, he crawled into my bed.
I will see him in 40 years and save him from his shadow then.