Ghosts …

Ghost in my ear
Whispering words that burn
A fire of sweet submission

Ghost at my shoulder
Tracing a path of desire
Down the soft skin of my trembling arms

Ghost in the twilight
Just coming into view
Clear as the dream I’ve been dreaming

Ghost at his feet
Lost in my need
Helpless and searching

Ghost for the taking
Hungry to have him
Never so vulnerable

Ghost in his mind
The one he is drawn to
The one he must have

Ghosts now together
Mingling their spirits
Forever entwined

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