Phantom of the Night

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Phantom of the Night ~

Your scent arises
Tormenting the air,
A sweetly bred phantom -
Ghost I see there.

Your lips bitter cold
Like frosty tips on a rose,
Bent out of a garden
From the face of god.

Your smell waffles
Lingers on my nose,
Overwhelming the scents
Of a bodily you.

Though we are miles apart
We're thoughts away,
One translucent
One real.

This is
Love's dirty game,
I being held by a phantom
That never feels.

Upon there
Steeped in the undergrowth,
Lies a frost, like I
On a rose that died.

As my heart convenes
Under the cover of dreams,
Its vivid scenes
Reveal my fears.

For the madness
Have I for a phantom,
Straying through the night,
With ghostly knees
Amidst a chilling breeze.