As the sun rises
And the shadows recede
I see Her more clearly
Standing by the water
Leaning against a tree
Her long black hair flowing
A leaf falls
From a wind blown branch
It circles Her face
FallingIn love
With Her beauty
She turns to me
And fades away
In the distance
Shadows dancing
Around the fire
Bodies embracing
Seeking the warmth
Of a love
They will never share
Knowing tonight
Is their last dance
Rain falling
Waiting
For Her
To emerge
From the shadows
And embrace me
The wind dies
The rain stops
I see
A shimmering light
Floating
And I realize
I will always wait
And She will never come
Through the trees
The sound of love
Once promised
Yet soon forgotten
As a shadow
That fades
At dawn
Shrouded in darkness
Laying in the shadows
Ventured out from hiding
To spend one brief moment
In time
With you
Head thrown back
Arms stretched out
Cleansing my soul
Of a love
Cast in shadows
Dead by light
But my heart
Still bleeds
As the rain
Washes the pain
Away
Is like
A patch of moss
Deep in the forrest
Surrounded by shadows
Kept from the sunlight
There it stays
Protected
Hidden
Where no one can find it
And destroy
All that
Which she loves
Standing in the moonlight
Always
Two steps ahead
Always
Out of reach
The only part of Her
That I can touch
Is Her shadow
As She walks
Away
Locked in the shadows
Her heart
Reaches for the light
Struggling against darkness
Finding no help
No hope
For survivalShe is left there
Struggling
Dying
Searching for the light
Of the love
In Her own
Soul
Flickers
With the sudden rush
Of air
As the door to Her heart
Slams shut
Shadows cast
By the tiny glow
Of the light
Move about Her heart
Enveloping the flame
Extinguishing it
As a cloud drifts past the full moon
Floating outside myself
Watching them gather
Staring with facination
At the woman
Dying in the street
Reaching out to mine
Over this distance
I feel her
I see her
I hear her
Calling out my name
As I return
To the shadows
Whispering hers
Is so sweet
So soft
So pure
Yet I cannot hold her
I hear her
Calling to me late at night
Past the moon and the stars
I hear her
Whispering to me softly
Through the trees on a warm spring day
Yet I cannot hold her
She is as gentle as a babbling brook
And as rough as the raging seas
She is as warm as I need her to be
And as cold as she wants to be
Yet I cannot hold her
I can hear my love
I can feel my love
Yet I cannot hold her
For my love is the wind
And I muct let her go
Music swelling
Bodies moving
I search
Through the shadows
For her
In vain
Realizing
She can only be found
When she is ready
