Shadow Kingdom
The shadow is my KingdomThe meadow is my Queen
A summer's soft embrace
A body dressed in green
She is my soul desire
She is my secret dream
A grail with living water
An ancient sacred stream
I feel the flower's fragrance
I gently touch the leaves
A nature full of wonder
A loving breast that heaves
But summer days will cease
The flowers wither soon
No tree will cast a shadow
In the faint light of the moon
Copyright © 2021 Göran Gustafsson
Poetry by Göran Gustafsson
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Written on 2021-07-27 at 19:11
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