Let me be your shadow when the night falls,
Creeping through your subconscious as it calls,
From its deepest place and its dark desire,
I can reach that spark, I can build a fire,
Softly enveloping each part of you,
Revealing things that not even you knew,
Unraveling each of your mysteries,
Your animal self, your Divinities,
Unleashing The You, you knew could be there,
The You locked inside The You when you dare,
Brick by brick we can both tear down your walls,
Let me be your shadow when the night falls.
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Random Misanthrope 
Yes, I have to be honest, there isn’t much poetry that I read these days that appeals to me, i don’t even see a lot of it as poetry, so I’m glad I’ve found your site – good stuff.
Oh behalf of both Ken and myself, I thank you for that! 🙂
Indeed! That’s a wonderful compliment! Tell your friends. 😉
Hmmm…I think this one needs a melody, Ken. I’m reading it as a song.
Hmmm, that hadn’t struck me yet, but I see what you mean. The repeated first line really gives it that feel. Thanks, more possibilities!
This is, indeed, a wonderful poem. As for a song, I immediately think David Bowie. Turn the dark down a notch on this one, and you’ve got one of those slow, deep melodies that turns to a scream at the end of each chorus. … or not.
Here’s one that might do well on the “pop” stations: http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/08/30/i%e2%80%99m-your-huckleberry-8-30-11-2/
OOps! I posted the wrong link on that comment!! Won’t make a bit of sense! Here’s the one that might go well on the “pop” station!! http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/08/28/forever-changed-2/
(the other one won’t open for awhile anyway. Sorry!)
Haha, do well on the “pop bottle” stations you mean. 😉 I’d read that piece, really enjoyed it. I’m turning 50 in a few months, maybe I should have a spin-the-bottle party?
natural word flow..
very divine read.
😉
Thanks very much, I’m glad you enjoyed it!
what a smart piece.
very enjoyable word flow.
enjoy poetry picnic.
🙂
Thanks very much. I love your blogspot name by the way. It reminds me of the quote from John Webster “We think the caged bird sings, when in fact he cries.”
love the last line indeed! my entry if you have time.. http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2009/11/24/fluttering-in-an-envelope/
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Thanks for the kind words!