I met her

just the other day

she was walking

in my shadow

 

I knew her all along

but just met her the other day

Beauty presented herself

In my darkness

She came in front of me

My lonesome path

 

She entered me

passed through me

but she got caught

caught in my heart

She is dancing there

dancing, wearing black velvet

 

She thinks there

and as She does

I whisper to Her

during the nighttime

and day

I try to dream

but no memories come out

accept the one in my shadow

the Princess of my heart

 

 

 

© 1997 David Greg Harth

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