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.