Her face had a strange halo;
a ghostish kind of moon's glow
behind the thin summer clouds.
I could see her beautiful face,
even without any light-bulb
or candle-light; the surrounding
was screaming black;
her eyes, her smile, and beauty-spot
on the chin were all visible,
like it was day!
When morning came,
that's when my instincts
hit me that the woman
I was with was not human.....
Categories:
ghostish, mystery, spiritual,
Form: Free verse