The shadows were cool liquid and sensuous
Dense in the core but undefined in the edges
They were not like the morning shadows
Warm and expectant under the April sun
They were not even like the afternoon shadows
Stentorian shadows striding behind you
They touched your heart, tingled your skin
Tousled your hair and teased your mind.
Jagannath rao Adukuri
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