When you walk.

When you walk
I walk behind you

I do not follow you
I’m admiring you

Your footsteps leave their print
On the sand before me
I don’t try to fit my feet in them
I leave mine besides yours

You hum a song I can hear
So I snap my fingers
Not so that you look behind
But so that it accompanies your tune

That’s all I do really
When you walk
I walk behind you

I’m not following you
I’m falling in love with you.

R.S.

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