LIGHT AND SILVER SHADOW

The black-out curtain
     in the darkroom
breathes and sighs
flaps gently

The angel
     in his night disguise
knocks wistfully
wants to come in
wants to see
wants to know
What I am doing
to his image
in light and shadow

Beautiful one--
so ephimeral
silver shadow on 
     sheets of white--
I'm doing something
     silly--
hoping to capture a moment
in your existence
as you enter my life

Dark angel
white angel
One and the same
Trailing feathers
     across the page--
Is this the first time
you see yourself?

Do you know
you are beautiful?

(C) 1995 by Metta Anderson All Rights Reserved


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