As i lay in my bed hollow black eyes
Stare upon me,
Then a misty transparent figure begins To slowly fade,
I try to fall back to sleep but
To no avail,
The memory of her keeps me
Awake,
An enchanting phantom standing
In the night,
Is this a dream?
Why do I not lay in Fright?
Instead I'm haunted by her
Beauty,
A most glorious sight,
©sundust
S