Ghost of a Love-Aurora Phoenix


visited me

last night

as I slumbered

alongside someone

who is not

who can never be


it was innocuous

as hauntings go

there were no howls

blood curdling screeches

no echoing clanks

of leaden chains

no macabre dripping

or bloodied bangs

there was just


stripping me bare

in the timber

of your tone

that gashes

in its absence

my very bones


whose deep gaze

pierces my soul

in the turning

away from me


whose tender touch

has torched

skin from my flesh

as it thirsts

for your hands


whose haunting

I want

to return


after night




13 Comments Add yours

  1. Ward Clever says:

    Mysterious and amazing

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    1. thank you dear friend! I wasn’t sure it was mysterious but I’ll take that 🙂

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      1. Ward Clever says:

        It was intriguing, definitely. You’re good.


      2. Ward Clever says:

        Thank you too.

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    1. oh my divine even? Thank you!

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  2. Reblogged this on Insights from "Inside" and commented:
    Secret First Draft honored me by featuring this piece of mine today. Go check out all of their amazing writers!

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