Your eyes

Blued steel


Forged to pierce

The heart

Of any mere

Mortal man


Your hair

Long and wild

Liquid ebony


As free

And unadorned

As your spirit


Your lips

Full and luscious

Painted and parted

In the want

To be consumed

They create

Undeniable hunger


Your heart

An ocean


And filled with

Abounding life

Hiding a treasure

To be found



That haunt

Every moment

Every dream

Every wish

Of the man

Who loves you


14 Responses to “Specters”
  1. The heart, the ocean, a great metaphor to a very precise and perfectly written poem filled with images and movement. I feel it as a song with an intense sort of forward moving rhythm. Great work my friend!

  2. kristianw84 says:

    Wow! Just wow! This one rendered me speechless. 😍

  3. I’m sure that it was real – that I could feel the pull of your words toward the intensity of emotions behind them!

  4. Jim Borden says:

    powerful imagery. When I first saw the phrase “blued steel”, I thought of Zoolander πŸ™‚

  5. petespringerauthor says:

    So many reminders embedded in our minds.

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