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Shadows
Wonder where the shadows go when night falls into the glare of day...
Where they go when blanket night's pulled out from over them, and they lie
Naked and exposed to dawn-fires of the broiling and brooding sky....
Maybe in the earth's rotation they fly over the line of dawn
Passing into shade from sheen, to rove and roam and to flee the sun
Here perhaps they find some comfort, till the rise of the scorching morning
Sends them once again a-whirling in eternal penumbral flight.
Here we lie upon the field though. East's ablaze with the fires of dawn,
Drawing too our curtain backward, like the gloom of the loony shadow,
Here though we lie brightened by it, in the red of the meadow. Here now!
Shadows, flee! Your time is over, now's the time for the solar opulence.
Time for us, dear, time to wake up to a meadow, all gold in green.
Sleepyhead! Get up and at us! Never said that our time was over!
Listen, love if you were clueless, cranky, airheaded, even senseless...
I'd forgive you! But this once you've pulled a prank that I can't let go!
Now I'll have to leave you, dear. It hurts me too, but I just can't stand you
Can't stand how you sleep so soundly, far too soundly for any lover.
Where they go when blanket night's pulled out from over them, and they lie
Naked and exposed to dawn-fires of the broiling and brooding sky....
Maybe in the earth's rotation they fly over the line of dawn
Passing into shade from sheen, to rove and roam and to flee the sun
Here perhaps they find some comfort, till the rise of the scorching morning
Sends them once again a-whirling in eternal penumbral flight.
Here we lie upon the field though. East's ablaze with the fires of dawn,
Drawing too our curtain backward, like the gloom of the loony shadow,
Here though we lie brightened by it, in the red of the meadow. Here now!
Shadows, flee! Your time is over, now's the time for the solar opulence.
Time for us, dear, time to wake up to a meadow, all gold in green.
Sleepyhead! Get up and at us! Never said that our time was over!
Listen, love if you were clueless, cranky, airheaded, even senseless...
I'd forgive you! But this once you've pulled a prank that I can't let go!
Now I'll have to leave you, dear. It hurts me too, but I just can't stand you
Can't stand how you sleep so soundly, far too soundly for any lover.
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