The shadows were cool liquid and sensuous
Dense in the core but undefined in the edges
They were not like the morning shadows
Warm and expectant under the April sun
They were not even like the afternoon shadows
Stentorian shadows striding behind you
They touched your heart, tingled your skin
Tousled your hair and teased your mind.
A sensuous shadow! So undefinable yet clearly described from this poem.. Great write..beautiful poem!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poem has that something about it