Ghost ~ A.Z
Yesterday was a dream,
But now you're gone and all that is left is a faint smell on my pillowcase and the memories of what happened.
Fingers that dig deep into my skin, that scrape my back raw,
your lips that lock with mine, your teeth biting along my jaw.
Phantoms of sparks in my belly, reminding me of being loved.
Ghosts of a dream that I never forgot.
~ and I never stopped dreaming
