Our Shadows Are Whispering Secrets Poem by Patti Masterman

Our shadows are whispering secrets to each other
They refuse to go to sleep, and stay up all hours
Whispering and laughing like children in the dark

When I lie down, my shadow slips away to find you,
To play in ambient star-fields, while I sleep;
A shade, it comes to you in thinly disguised dreams

Where it links arms with your languorous shadow
And looks long at your sleeping form all night;
Recipient of tireless embraces in the shadowed world

My shadow returns filled with sweet-earth kisses
Waiting for another night of moonlight to bridge
Sun's bright ray to evening's star-bright pillage.