In My Absence

A ghost rises into the sky It's ancient silver palate is engrained with the impression of the vastness of the sky, a velvet blanket to cover us both with the grace of 3 am silence.

Lets start at the top, with words. A sweet kiss, soft and slow, Sensual. Eyes closed , Mouths touching Gentle, imperceptible lustrous movement. Rhythmic caress, stars grazing against