As Shadows on a Wall
Our love, CC,
So remote, so improbable.
As shadows on a wall,
if we dared to tell
who would not warn,
who would not say,
ridicules to feel this way.
So many miles and so many years,
we’ve not seen the face of our love,
nor felt the touch of the other’s hand,
nor the sense of our lips that have never touched,
nor the press of our bodies that in our dreams warm us.
As shadows on a wall, our love.
But as shadows on a wall, my love.
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|Reviewed by Rose Rideout
|A hidden maybe even a forbidden love held with the secretcy of our shadows. Thank you Mark, this is a write we can read so much into. You have a wonderful way with your words. Thank you for sharing.
Newfie Hugs, Rose
|Reviewed by Georg Mateos
|Probably, shadows are the only ones that can cover distances and be a bridge between two points. Not a very reassuring words to love starving heart, and yet, the only ones that can make sense.
The sadistic Fate go on twisting hearts.
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
|I love this peek into forbidden places, the shadows on the wall - well done, Mark. And now, I back out, leaving you to your privacy ... LOL
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.