Lesbian Poetry

Shadows

It stalks all who walk, whether we see it or not.
And as we chose which paths to travel we feel as if someone else is watching.
Only to turn and find no-one there,
Nothing except air.

My path soon winds up above. So high it's too bright to really see, and once again I feel a chill.
Is someone else there?
Turning slowly in the gleaming light;
Something walking towards me.
Faint to see, it looks like me!

Startled I turn and run farther down
The path...

My stalker just laughs and continues
to follow me the still brightening walkway.
I grow older and my sprinting pace slows to a jog, then that too turns to a walk. My curvaceous path comes to an end.
The light so intense it stings my eyes. My body aches, wanting to jus sit and rest.
But the sound of footsteps frightens me aware and once again I turn to see what lurks behind.
Tears falling from my eyes-whether from the bright light or jus fear I know not.

Walking steadily towards me was my spectered stalker, the light growing even sharper with each of Its steps.
My heart hammering so fast it hurts and I find myself forgetting to breathe.

Stopping inches away from me--staring deeply into my eyes: my ghoulish twin leans forward--towards me with a sad smile.

Arms outstretched and hugs me,


With one final flash of light I collapse

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