Shadow Love

I stare at the shadow on the wall of an unknown room

With eyes drawn to transitional fade from solid black to Seurat grey

As each curve claws and calls at me, sending desire soaring.

The fall of hair, the arch of back, the arcing breast cause heart to race

With hungry gaze I can’t avert. The shadow of you is forever seared

Into the me of you that is want, is hope, is aching need to touch to see

The light that cast my shadow love upon the wall and set my passions free .

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