Am I hiding in the shadows where I don’t belong? Am i part of a broken chain ? Words may be sweet and gentle. Actions may tease and make me tremble Thoughts of all things possible Or all things achievable. Leaves filter the rays of light in my real flight. Am I hiding in the shadows where I don’t belong? Beautiful and sensuous to my eyes. Soft and smooth to my touch. Will my dreams and thoughts become real? As I chase the dreams in my mind. Will the chain find the link? Or will they remain in the shadows where I don’t belong?