Immortal Touch
loves skin
paper-thin
like porcelain
deep rising eyes
draped in a sadness
An immortal touch
a caress through a dream
insisting upon
my love
Drawing in near
conceived of dust
illusions of the unreal
a blur in the vacant
night
A ghost
of what once was
haunted by
paper-thin
like porcelain
deep rising eyes
draped in a sadness
An immortal touch
a caress through a dream
insisting upon
my love
Drawing in near
conceived of dust
illusions of the unreal
a blur in the vacant
night
A ghost
of what once was
haunted by
you
