Living Shadows

          

I shiver in the night without a care...

"Why are you here?" I would ask him...

"If I  were your shadow, would it make any difference?" He would say

He was pale in the moonlight, but I could tell even then that his eyes shadowed as

they were with their golden glint, he was more...awake...than alive.

"What do you dream?" he would ask

"I dream in whispers" I would say "And nothing more than memories that have held

me in stages just as I write them in pages and pages."

"What of you?" I would ask, hiding my eyes behind my lashes...

"A living shadow that breathes" and he smiles with a mysterious air...as though he

is so certain of this as though.....we....could ever be real.

Reviews

[bluessadmood]

I have to add ..this is like a short drama..they used to write like this at the beginning of the last century..Ibsen always wrote like that(Ibsen Is Father of modern drama,ha ha,he is really great)..just thought I mention this..

[bluessadmood]

This is so lovely my friend ..how i like your words,how you put so much energy in them..they pulse
So much deep feelings you put in your writings,it comes so alive,I swear,I just love it
what do you dreams he says..I dream in whispers and memories that I write in pages and pages,she says
What of you she asks..a shadow that breathes he says with a strange smile like a mystery,that could never be real
I really loved this..this is so deep,the style is really unique when you write..the words come so strange
lovely write..

[deeps]

I really like this
really expressive and so well said.

[Jae]

wow this is beautiful and very lovely.
awsome write

~Rem