as I live and breathe, you have killed me.
She Is A Ghost
She is a ghost
Bespectacled, erotically
Fornicating and debating,
Her mouth wide with entertainment.
She is alone
Dancing amongst the ease
In which she has enticed you
You are hers, stolen from the womb
You fall asleep
Inside of her each night
And wake up in the morning
The warmth of her breast pressed against yours.
You are happy
The thick December snows
cover your eyes with deceit and awe
Mysteriously, she has captivated you
Her hair, falling
into place with each thrust
beauty, brains, sophistication and lust
She is perfection.
She is a ghost.
Cold and soulless in this world
Trading kisses for secrets
You are part of the plan.
The snows melt.
April, with its tepid rains
Has not brought me
Relief again
She is alive
Springing forth from le fleur
Like baby rosebuds blossoming
Amongst the garden greens
But she is a ghost
Whispering in your ear
Promises of seduction, illusion
Stealing you away, further
Flesh and bones
Hung up to dry
Leaving behind a tainted past
And a painted smile that never lasts
You are happy
Dancing, shadowlessly
Inside the hollow cell
With your ghost
-M. Rollis
She is a ghost
Bespectacled, erotically
Fornicating and debating,
Her mouth wide with entertainment.
She is alone
Dancing amongst the ease
In which she has enticed you
You are hers, stolen from the womb
You fall asleep
Inside of her each night
And wake up in the morning
The warmth of her breast pressed against yours.
You are happy
The thick December snows
cover your eyes with deceit and awe
Mysteriously, she has captivated you
Her hair, falling
into place with each thrust
beauty, brains, sophistication and lust
She is perfection.
She is a ghost.
Cold and soulless in this world
Trading kisses for secrets
You are part of the plan.
The snows melt.
April, with its tepid rains
Has not brought me
Relief again
She is alive
Springing forth from le fleur
Like baby rosebuds blossoming
Amongst the garden greens
But she is a ghost
Whispering in your ear
Promises of seduction, illusion
Stealing you away, further
Flesh and bones
Hung up to dry
Leaving behind a tainted past
And a painted smile that never lasts
You are happy
Dancing, shadowlessly
Inside the hollow cell
With your ghost
-M. Rollis