Ghost Speak

Ghost Speak

And if I could speak to you, help you know

when it was I last stepped across the frame

entered into that space you occupy,

would you know that it was me? Recognize

me without flesh, without words, as silence

drifting along the lines and creases, love?

 

I soak in your tears from this distance, so

afraid of where I want to be, I can’t

speak. This body longs to be touched again

with sweet whispers in those private places

the caress of your breath, mingled with mine,

heart beats rhythmically bound together – still.

 

Coax this desire from deep within me,

I will dream your passion and drink you in.