two shadows walk
across these castle walls
and each one
just around a corner
enduring only by
the birth of the night
and the blush of a flame
igniting the halls
two shadows are one
with the cold stone walls
a smoky draft of you
and a clouded rendition of me
two shadows so eager
to not be alone
frantically running
across the cold stone
a stairway goes somewhere
so somewhere we go
a door that swings open
and two shadows go
now one with the night
they have both found
that by the brilliance of light
Into the vastness
they’re bound
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem