She comes to me like a ghostly
presence under my door.
Smoke like fingerprints rekindle
the flames of desire.
Her caresses, soft like a whisper,
jolt me to the past and back again.
Her amorous scent fills the room,
like vanilla beans tossed into a roaring fire.
We dance an eerie tango, entwined
in the misty embrace of unforgettable love.
The pace of my heart quickens,
as I place my hands on her elusive hips.
One moment I�m gazing into her charcoal grey eyes.
The next, she filters through me,
a specter in the night. Leaving behind her,
only the feathery sweetness of her lips.