GHOST

An imperial light and
He's here again
My consort, veiled in mist.
Nothing obscures the vision
Nor inhibits my hand reaching out.
My love
Hovering over my life.
Nobody knows
The secret I hold
Tight and protected with my very breath.
Centuries are delayed
So that I may pass back
To grasp golden cobwebs entwining an imprisoned heart.

I lie in chamber,
And perceive that of a spirit
Accompanying me.
Lightening playing in the night,
Impregnates my waiting mind.

With long endeavor cometh he,
Though I hear no gentle footfall.
Drenched in dreams
I lay
Resistance unheeded
For a severe love.

Nothing to fear,
Says the wraith.

Laden
Unaided
I wish in desperation for ease.
Be a blossom, opening in
Morning
To gentle and dew kissed hands.

©KKW 1985