I have a thing for rain
All the stories of pain
Shadows concealing your grief
A mysterious fury the soul
I have a thing for wind
All the mistakes of thirst
Secrecy trailing desire
A provocative tryst the skin
Ordinary structures that fascinate me—formed by happenstance and captured to last forever. Unlike your heart in mine.
Shadows, one of my favorite things on Earth.
There’s been a lot of stories about shadows and it’s surprising that I have only created a single poem about it and a very short one at that. Probably because my fascination with shadows give me joy, unlike the melancholic feeling I get with the rain, sun, or moon. And when you’re happy you rarely think of anything else, you just smile and take the moment in.
Pililla Wind Farm
Paoay Sand Dunes
Old Diplomat Hotel
P.S. I have more shadow pictures but it seems like I’m only fascinated with my shadow lol.
You visit me often like a dream I cannot pronounce
A thought I keep pushing once the curtains are down
The heart that was sleeping decided to run about
It fell in a trap and now the home can’t be found
You became shadows I chase all through the night
Dancing in the darkness until my eyes turn blind
You transformed a sin into a sweet hobby of mine
The pleasure is within and the guilt is out of sight
But don’t let me hold you when the right time comes
For you are the secret that my heart can’t pronounce
Daily Post’s Evasive Action. [Photo]