in
places where the sun won’t shine
a
shadow you will always find
where
light has never touched this spot
this
was the placing of my heart
but
when your arms enveloped me
the
dance of shadows came to be
a
one act play that was cancelled
love
rushed the stage, quickly trampled
the
set and all the scenery
the
darkness without greenery
and
painted worlds without shadows
even
winter warms the meadow
till
all’s marinated with love
illuminating
from above
shadow
less rose without a thorn
my
heart’s forgotten how to mourn
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