Her Ghost Poem by Vision Ghost

Stood alone in the dark as something was there
Was it her that was seeing me, alone in the dark
Penetration through my skin as fingers enter into my soul
My heart encased in crystal as the freezing cold grips hold

Her spirit like the fog enwrapped around my heart
And my soul she does caress and my eyes close to hear
Her whispers in the dark of passion unforeseen
As the unforeseen fingers that enter into my mind

In this dream or fantasy as I am stood here frozen
Allowing her into my body and possess my every move
Seeing through mine eyes and touching with my hands
Her ghost is deep within me and never to resist her

The dark in this room abandoned to the scene
Of the raging fire and sweat now encompasses my thoughts
Her tongue upon my body traces lines of love and sensitivity
Yet her face I cannot see as she dances in my soul

Her darkness like the gossamer shroud
Like the silk running through my veins
Her hands embrace me holds me close
As my escape is fruitless from this paradise

Intermittent illumination upon the lightning blinks
As her heart pounding into mine drowns the rolling skies
Like a toxin or a virus she ravages through my being
Stealing my control as her hair strokes upon my face

In her mind I see her vision of embodying me in darkness
A woods within I am paralysed as her will she takes me hostage
This pleasurable revenge as her prisoner I become
Inside my body and beneath my reach, she conquers my resistance

As I lay upon these frozen leaves the winter she has brought
Time she has control as she starts slowing my release
I cannot move, I cannot breath, as her spirit becomes my air
As I bleed my heart is in her hands, her blood becomes my wine

She drinks me from this silver challis, as I lay frozen yet unbound
Savouring my image her spirit simply looks upon my helpless need
As she returns to the air and her spirits seeps through skin
Leaving me alone again, alone in the dark.