Poltergeist

Haunted,                
a flickering vision                
in the corner of my eye,                
a gentle touch,                
a loving caress,                
a whisper of breath softly on neck.                
               
the ghost of your love,                
surrounding me,                
warming me,                
enveloping my soul,                
giving me strength to live another day.                
               
I breath you in,                
the memory of you,                
the gentleness of loving hands,                
of velvet skin touching mine intertwined.                
               
But most of all                
I am haunted by mirth,                
your wicked wit,                
and the teasing gentleness of loving acceptance                
               
The stars fade growing dim,                
as your spirit's ghost traverses heaven.                
So in my heart and soul a home is built            
to stand against the storms                
for the ghost of loving memory