Poem Of The Shadow Girl

note: this is really a Helen T. poem, but I got a little creative with it near the end. She has never made me feel empty, ever. :-)

Poem Of The Shadow Girl

When you speak to me,

I am like the leaf that gathers rainwater--

You are the bloom.

When you need me,

I am like the pillow someone lays her head upon--

You are the dream.

When you touch me,

I am like the cake someone steals some frosting from--

I exist for your desire.

When you are angry with me,

I am like the dented pail forgotten on the lawn--

I hold only emptiness.

And when you smile at me,

I am like a champagne geyser, I bubble and shine--

You are the midnight

You are the one I

Know can never be mine.

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