Where Do Our Shadows Go?
L. Edgar Otto 05 May, 2013
We do not want to wake up
from sunlight colors in our dreams
Forget our life of shadow sunsets
here sunrise morning beams
As you lay beside me
morning breath sleep in eyes
spent our night's vacation
scratched and bruised sea cruise
Shadows brag it was a lark
wish you were there your echo
in an empty shell our water park
As the band played on the violin
washed up to play again
Where do our shadows go
playing dress up, same old theme
Always to meet each other there
dark stardust no star crossed lovers
Gathering twigs, bonfire nests the beach
its light confusing the oarsman nestlings
the ocean they cannot reach until the
midday sun and gull take 'way their chances
your mare maid seaweed hair evaporates
returns to start Love's season dances
Our nights, their light of day release more than
abandon to not get in their way...
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Beautiful read, thank you.
ReplyDeleteI liked the poem on your page and its general theme, thanks, it was a rather hard one even in English. When I try to write lately the music comes out sweet for the most part... I am trying to understand what this means. You see it as beautiful, as it was meant to be. thank you.
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