Seduced By a Non Woman

Seduced by a presence, unseen, unknown, In twilight's hush, where secrets are sown. Not woman, nor spirit, but a dream's soft grace, She comes to me, in the night's embrace. A phantom's touch, a whispering sigh, She weaves her spell, as stars adorn the sky. In slumber's realm, where reality's hold is weak, Her essence calls, in silence, she speaks. Enchanted by her, in shadows, I sleep, This non-woman's allure, in dreams, I will keep.