• Thursday, February 11th, 2010
Chasing Shadows
She feels his touch with the cool breeze
The sensation on her skin – so familiar
She hears him between the rustle of leaves
Whispers that resonate magic within
She smells him while walking through the woods
The sweet aroma of soggy leaves wafting in the air
She tastes him in strawberries and M&Ms
Temporarily satiating her hunger within
She sees his image in fleeting moments
Always moving – never quite clear
He teases her senses with an elusive smile
She’s chasing shadows – or so it seems
And always – just out of reach
And then … And then …
He kisses her
Artist: Taras Loboda; Poet: Mike Evans
Category: Chasing Shadows
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