In the still of the night
she awakens me..
A phantom deep with my soul
she surfaces hovering over
my body with long flowing
hair gracefully carressing
my chest
Silhouettes of black stallions
move accross the sphere of a
blood red moon shrouded in errie
fog
A mist of violet hue engulf our
bodies as her lips touch mine
dripping honey kisses into my
soul
She breathes a song in tones
understood only by the secrets
of my heart
She appears at her own beckoning
then vanishes into the cellar of
my imagination before the break
of dawn
I know not her name only the night
has given her form
She is the dream kisser~