Shadows

A Poem by Nipplegrinder

The edges of shadows are sharp
No sinew, no bone
The edges of shadows
linger in eyesight
And challenge
The edges of shadows
fade and move
Beckon
Then, call.
Shadows have no choice.
Shadows live.
Shadows fall.
Shadows call to the light
Shadows live in endless delight.

© 2017 Nipplegrinder

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Added on April 11, 2017
Last Updated on April 11, 2017
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Nipplegrinder

St. Louis , MO

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50 year old Gentleman. I write a lot about love. And I write about BDSM. I love to write erotic poems. But, I like to think I do it in a tasteful way. I like to read and review the works of the many.. more..