Many Winters ago..


This room is haunted

Filled with memories

Silvered ghosts from old movies that turn from the window

Lift arms of shadow

Embrace, and turn again...

Oh, I remember

Hair of sunwarmed silk

Sea green eyes and fingertips

Their touch like pearls against my skin

Cool and precious

I would have kept you if I could you know

And never let that winter's twilight turn to night

Held that moment as I held your hands

In both my own

Defying Gods and Man

And coming night.