Haunted Love

Dealing with human emotives now. Words swirl in my (heart?), my (soul?)...what is happening to me, to us?

Haunted Love

Grab your
fears
and lets go
To mausoleums buried
in nectar
of Gold.
Tears brushed by
Dead and
cryptic
Air
Fingertips brush
Lovingly
Your hair.
Pale lights,shimmers
and fades
Love takes you
by your wrist
And closes
the
door.