Myst

90-10-24

She came to me in the night

and her soft voice
filled my mind with visions.

Our conversation flowed with warmth

while our bodies reacted
to the electric touch of the other.

Later we lightly touched our lips

spoke a few sad words
and then she was gone.

In the months which followed

our visits were fewer and briefer
until she finally ceased.

Dawn's light came very early

and stole her spirit
for the last time.