Your Shadow

I sit under the willow tree
Protected by the rain,
but still in the shadows.

Shadows have no color-
They take
the smile from my eyes
the hue from my cheeks
the vivacity from my heart

It's your shadows - your menacing past
that finds me,
threatens rain,
yet leaves me dry
because your spirit shields me from the storm.

The corruptions of your soul drain
the blood from my veins -
I'm numb.

You love me,
They love me,
But is it enough to help me
Escape
the anguish of
your shadow??