Shadow Poem by Jesus Diaz Llorico

'The sun with clouds
painting the skies
cannot see me
as I lay in shadows
of this old tree...
dreaming
that you are
sitting here with me
feeling the scenery
looking at the birds
and touching the grasses
for when we hold hands
there is always
a touch of sunshine
in my heart
no words spoken
just intimate affection
all around us...
and up until the night
where we will stay
even the moon
with all it's mystery
will not see us
as we remain
hidden in shadows
on this side of the tree
enjoying
true happiness
under the moonlit night.'