A ghostly figure wraps her transparent arms around me, cautiously, so I won't be frightened by her ghostly embrace. A ghostly figure places a transparent kiss upon my cheek, so cold it sends shivers down my spine. A ghostly figure declares her love for me, a love so strong, her soul will wander this chaotic world just to be with me. Hence I call her, My Love Struck Phantomess.
Love Struck Phantomess
January 7, 2009