Shadows.
Shadows
coming through the blinds
of the window
from the sun
hiding my cracks
and vulnerabilities
in the foundation
Shadows
like the warmth of mother's arms
resting in her bosom
protection
the most comfortable
of comfort zones
safety
Shadows
concealing secrets
of activities
indecent
because what happens in the shadows
stays...
hide the key
Light
Always
tends to find its way
slicing
through darkness
shattering
my locks
Light
never asks permission
truth shines through
nuisance
Shadows
are easier
like fear.
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