Shadows

I’m all alone.
But wait! I start to see something.
A shadow on my wall.
It’s him, my love, my angel!
He calls me softly, longingly, imploringly.
He appears to me as a shadow.
He sings sweet songs in my head.
Tells me that I am safe and secure.
He walks about the room, though I see him not.
I feel his presence, his touch.
He touches my hair, caresses my body.
I feel him touch me, and I quiver.
My eyes are closed, trying to sense him.
All I see are shadows.
I call out for him, and I turn.
I see him standing there.
He grabs me, and our passion is ignited.
We kiss fiercely in the shadows.