Haunting Cries

Tired of sleeping alone

in love with a ghost

haunting me in the night

wanna' feel warm flesh

beating against mine..

but, all I grasp is cold air

shiver runs down my spine

hollow eyes follow mine

fell in love with a ghost

fell in love with a ghost

flying in the night...

on the wings of despair

dreams filled with your

haunting sound...

  thump

    thump

       thump

        thump

my heart races

visions before my eyes

shadowy figure

watching me sleep

I silently scream

reaching for you

slowly fading into the night

memories flickering in candlelight

posted for dVerse..a bit of a ghostly tale..

  

Riverbed Gently Rocks

le Jardin, 1962, by Max Ernst

I sleep

mother earth's womb

naked submerged blue water

nurtured, loved, spiritual growth

I thirst

I dream

ripples of hope

riverbed gently rocks

vision take root within my soul

I stir

I wake

flowing heartbeat

embracing wondrous love

river eternal energy

I live

posted for The Mag 191

sharing with Poets United

Bleeding Hearts..

With my last breath, I'll love you till the end;

physical realm our love will transcend

riding waves, ebb & flow enchanted ocean

moving together with harmonic motion

connection too mystical to comprehend

        on crisp white sheets  our love we penned

        bleeding hearts, our words a unique blend

        expressing affection, easing commotion

        with my last breath

sensual words loving notes we did send

spirits flexible, sailing around the bend

entwined bodies rocking in slow motion

declaring our love , endless devotion

celestial heavens, stars & moon I ascend

with my last breath

 

for dVerse Writing to the form Rondeau

hosted by Tony