Ghost Shape
Astride her willing steed
Creating stark contrast
To shimmering curtains
Aglow in pale moonlight
I was quite enraptured
Held captive by the sight
Alluring phantom
Undulating harmoniously
Makes substance of illusion
Enchanting my devouring eyes
Caressing, hands explore
Hungry lovers touch
Yearning, wanting more
Sensuous apparition
My lady in the dark
This wondrous silhouette
Tender subject of adulation
And timeless as it seems
Our fleeting moment of closeness
Becomes the stuff of dreams