You and The Shadow

I have this feelin', 'll let you know,
running behind a shadow, in a summer snow.
Tepid legs, but swift like a deer;
why in such hurry, 'll you ask my dear?
The Sun, the snow, skid and the glow;
will you tell me to stop or at least to go back now?
As you listen me, can you feel the steps;
the abrupt breathing, and the rising beats?
Running since the dawn, from the word go;
may be due to blight, or just the want of the shadow.
Oh, this shadow, I dreamt of it last night;
what was the grandeur, even without any height!
Dimension was different, yet there was pleasure;
I even thought of you, albeit with desire.
But as the first ray came, the race has been made;
that shadow was there, though so far and fade.
Aware of the snow, but don't want to be slow;
but you know the blight, now nowhere to go.
Let me be blind, or ask the wind to blow;
or shield me from sunshine, I will take a bow;
My Dear, you drag me from this mirage of the shadow.