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frog

I went to get myself a cup of water.
Through the transparent surface,
framed by the muted glow of the night,
was a pitch dark silhouette.
I was going to capture it's soul.
Come to me silhouette,
darker than the dark I know.
I went back to retrieve my capturing device,
But tripped by time,  I arrived to late.
You skipped away. You knew my love for your silhouette.
You knew your soul I'd take.
So you skipped away,
out of this frame.
And the glow became darkness again.