5/23/21

the ghost in room 983



I open the room...

the door closes behind us,

her gentle hand in mine 

pulls me closer, then releases

  she whispers like we’re being

  watched   Take all of me


the darkness has her first

and then the predawn lights 

that stream and sparkle over

her through the balcony glass

  she whispers like our time

  is short   Take all of me


her body is smoke soft and

separating as I move into it,

she rolls and swirls and curls

below, beside and above me

  she whispers like I haven’t

  heard her   Take all of me


the room is changing from

corner black and shadow gray

to sunrise soft saffron and coral,

our embrace dissipates cold

  she whispers as she slowly

  fades away   Take, take... take



(My edit of an image from thefappeningblog.com)






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