Are you haunted too?
Ghosts and spectres,
Accompany me forever,
In troupes of past lovers.
At night my memory is
Spirit photography
Where women in white dresses
Haunt me.
They're not like you;
You’re the watery wraith
The raindrops trace
Who peers in the window
And sings to me of love,
Demanding I disarm
Every alarm within...
And foolishly devoted,
I gladly
Let you in.