The Haunting

 

Who comes today?

Which one is there

Without control

And haunts my core?

Who stalks my nights

With lust denied

Though another

Warms his bed?

Who searches for stars

During the day

That can be seen

Only at night?

A hand withdrawn

Eyes turned away

Do not mask

The searching soul

That invades my sight.

And why do I see

The transparent force

The invisible hand

Reaching out

Wanting something more

Unknown

Unseen

Except to me?

 

 

B. Benjamin                                                                         

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