Updated: Jun 18, 2019
Our shadows tangle into an obscene dance thousand caresses take flight in half a second’s glance
I’d mistaken midnight nudity as penchant for the perverse but your soul sucked out the poison in my verse
and my silhouette bathes in the moonlight it stands tall and pure, yet eclipsed by the night
Is this how you see me – just a unicorn shadow, a darkened face in a distant window?
But I’d rather be a silhouette than a mere reflection I’d rather be words than a lilting temptation