Haunting Her

Her blouse is loose, I see her body flow
within the folds of silk, I long to hold
her flesh, her breasts, her nipples, then let go
of inhibitions, taking what I told
my woman when her beauty was my new
experience, I feel her softness first
then feel her hand on me, she likes to do
her best to me while calling it her worst.
Come do your worst and feel me doing mine
You’re mine and I will do you as I want
I drink you like I drink my favorite wine
I stay with you; I am a ghost to haunt
your empty rooms, your attic, full of fear;
I fill your spaces; you can feel me near.

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