In the shadows, I am a princess

My shadow is my friend, my perfection

Dark, slender, graceful me
hiding my awkward shape, stiffness, blemishes

Fluidity and grace are all, confidently, softly floating along

I wonder why I cannot so lithely move

This is the me I want to see, the delicate shadow
of me wanting me to be.

Unlived potential, it stretches ever upward
mocking my attempts to

This ebon profile is one of a sprite, a woman, a ruler

But I am no longer in the shadows

Never will be

I am simply