GHOST LOVER
Eyes glow from the deepening gloom
I know they are there
Even though I don't see them
I feel your presence behind me
I close my eyes as I turn around
I know that if i open them you will leave
Only if they are closed will you stay
Your touch is warm against my skin
Your breath moist against my lifps
You touch possessive
As the moon rises higher
In the ink black sky
I welcome your embrace
I reach for you
But grasp only air
Tears of sorrow stream down my face
So close but so far away
WOLF NOMAD
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