Pamela’s Shadow
by Alan Gorman
I saw my shadow
I thought it looked bold
I stared at my shadow
And watched it grow old
Was it really my shadow
Or was this truly me
Could it be that my shadow
Would soon set me free
I gazed at my shadow
And then I saw two
There stood my shadow
And behind it stood you
I’ve gazed in your eyes
And I’ve felt your tongue
You released my shadow from bondage
And then it looked young
We’ve made passionate love
Beneath the warm sun
Two bodies lay there
Our shadows were one