Stranger Love

She moves through living rooms invisibility
It takes more than a shadow to be alive 
Imperceptibility is a frame of mind to open eyes 
A pulse is harder to find at night
Even if you are naked on the staircase frightened
Nothing to fear with darkness looking back
Nothing is there not seen before
My unknown love is pure translucence
A cloud of white dancing on thin air
In a fog she tries desperately to hug 
But passes through the wall unlucky
Falls for someone on the other side
Not to the other side of life, where
Like others of her kind find passage

Wind moving through dead leaves brings her alive
Outside along the haunted house waves crash alone
Only sand, sea, and rocks are solid as perceived
Seem vacant, empty of life in the absence of light 
As is my love, a phantom angel, stranger never seen
My spirit completes and comforts me at 3:00 am
I don't even know her name or mine this time of evening

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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