Visitations #poetry #2020aprpad

Prompt: write a spirit poem

Visitations

Sometimes I see you
from the corner of my eye
a glimmer, shimmer
and I long for you to be real
You were once –
snuggled tightly against me
in afterglow
or dancing along the beach
waves lapping at your feet
your laughter peeling

If I close my eyes
I can smell the scent of coconuts
and patchouli on your bronze skin
or taste the sweet-saltiness
of your breasts on my tongue
and in my mind’s eyes
I see yours – slits of lapis
half opened, half closed
and those moans of passion
entwine with my own

I embrace these moments
these remembrances of you
as if it were yesterday
no longer crushed by a sighting
only filled with awe at your presence
but even a decade after your passing
I wonder, ponder
over this love so sincere
will your spirit always haunt me
or do I conjure you in moments of need?

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