Saturday, October 13, 2012

THE SHADOWS DANCE by Ashawn Johnson


Footless the place that I've walked too, no light shows and confusion consumes, is this where I have been? Is this where my arms have been seeking to hold?

But I feel the actions rise, and the space in between has grown, so close once... But the shadows call for the fear of being alone now shown.

Nothing changes but your eyes glow, darker and still the shade penetrates the light covering your face, such a disgrace when an angel claims a heavenly place.

But moves through the night so smooth, pretend to be within good intentions moved, but nothing pure inside pursued when anger is what truly defines you.

Us us... Say it's me and you, but only the shadows dance with you, beckons yourself scorn to break through, so I can see all that you've claimed to be.

All unfair and all untrue you've given me.

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