A Dark figure Descending from my feet, <br />A shadow clawing at the black of the street, <br />Crawling as I walk, together as one, <br />Listen to my tale, Watch shadows come undone. <br /> <br />Dark and slim my shadow slithers, <br />Sliding through the streets at night, <br />Walking beside me, my shadow always in sight, <br />My shadow walks for me, Wronging all my rights. <br /> <br />My shadow always there grasping me tight, <br />Kiss the humble earth, on which you lie, <br />fall asleep my friend, the dawn has come, <br />Until tonight, the light has won.<br /><br />Crimson Love<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-shadow-39/
