In the windy city, in the cold dark night
Walks a solemn women in a gown of starlight
She wanders the streets as a stranger in time
Forever a prisoner to midnights last chimes
sometimes she drifts in the ballrooms dancing
A phantom of Venus elegant and entrancing
With her long blond hair and her eyes blue and fair
She leaves you a kiss then disappears in the air
Eternity she roams, both silent and alone
As an echo of life that death has hand sewn
Condemned to perdition of Archer Avenue
A specter of an angel in twilights residue
Don't ride alone when your driving after dark
She'll take your breath away and leave terrors mark
Mesmerizing and enchanting the nightmares you see
When you close your eyes she is all that you'll dream
Take her for a ride to Resurrection Cemetery
Back to her home with a kiss to sweet Jerry
She'll walk through the nights when your nothing but bones
In a gown of pure white in deaths nights she roams
Save me your kiss dear Resurrection Mary
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I've heard stories of Resurrection Mary. I love a good ghost story, too, and your beautifully written tale is among the best. It's in my Favorites.
Thank you Evelyn! your words and comments are very touching! This definitely was a fav ghost story it left an impression! . I look forward to reading your mesmerizing works!