Shadows and Sensations: a walk in the dark

Shadows and Sensations: a walk in the dark
By Bethany Davis

The breeze whispers gently,
On my bare arms,
On my bare legs,
On my bare skin,
Whispers,
Tickles,
Caresses,
Feels.

The grass cool almost cold,
Soft on my bare feet,
Tickling,
Soft yet spiky,
Wet yet dry,
Like moss,
Or a pillow,
Shag carpet,
Velvet,
Silk,
But softer,
Smoother,
Gentler,
Like nothing else on earth.

Darkness lit by remote lights,
Porch lights,
Neighbour lights,
Not close,
Not bright,
But showing each blade,
Each leaf,
In contrast,
Light green on dark green,
Grass dancing in the light,
Casting shadows.
Casting light,

I walk through shadows
In the night,
Summer night,
Quiet,
Peaceful,
Still.

Bare arms,
Bare legs,
Bare feet,
Four steps in bliss,
Then four steps back,
Brief,
Fleeting,
Like a dream,
Lost in shadow.
Lost in sensation,
Lost in Sweet Night.