Shadows by Kins of Spade Shadows amongst trees remind me of her The layers, the darkness and the light that shines through Veiled and yet open that is her inner beauty Her voluptuous behind, graceful contoured hips Remind me of shadows amongst hills Petals of wild roses and thorns that sting Remind me of the delicate yet strength in her Her sweet kisses and perfectly seasoned pussy Makes for Realizations of the scam that is freshly cut fruits Her shadows dance like fresh dew, stormy seas and the yellow sun And like the morning light, it cements strangers who met in the dark Her moon cast shadows linger in my memory long after she’s gone KINS OF Kins Of Spade is recluse who only comes out to play with her words and only very rarely seen in public. Her nature makes it difficult, she is an introvert in SPADEevery sense. She explores the world through words, drawing readers into sensual, raw and witty poetry and prose. You might never meet her but you’ll probably feel like she intimately know you. 50nd3k4 318 50nd3k4 319 50nd3k4 318 50nd3k4 319