Shadow Shadow Poem by Unic Cjonr

I Can Hear Her Move.

In The Pitch Black Of The Night.

She Hungers For A Moon.

Care She Does Less For Light.

My Heart She Will Have For Dinner.

She Will Spade My Soul With A Spoon.

I Lie Still In Bed.

Afraid To Nick A Move.

She Shudders Down Next Me.

Her Whispers Runs Down My Spine.

Twisting My Marrow Through My Bones.

She Is Out To Get My Blood.

She Can Never Have Enough.

Biting Into My Neck With Her Fangs.

She Tears At My Back With Her Claws.

I Have Nowhere To Run.

I Have Even Less Of A Place To Hide.

One Fact I Can Tell You Forsure.

In This House, My Shodow Wears The Dress.