Ghost
Apparition rising and floating
In a sweet mist
Of spellbinding perfume
She came from within
The nucleus of a star
Riding waves of music
Touching my fevered brow
Silently beckoning me
To drink of champagne and snow
To quench my thirst
She came to rescue me
From my abyss of sadness
As her voice sang
Flowers bloomed from rustic pots
With a scent of mystic violets
She whispered hauntingly
The message of sages
That I was a ghost myself
Conscience is the dead speaking
Lost love the ghost within
As she spoke of undying love
Slow death came over me
As I kissed her bare neck
Over and over again
Dying in satisfaction...
Copyright © Ken Carroll | Year Posted 2015
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