Ghost Riders

Hands stroke under my sheets,
drawing lost loves
back to haunt.
They piggyback old wants
onto your cries.

You say the forever words
when your lips cover mine,
yet when I'm astride
I see ghosts
ride you, too.

Pris Campbell

Published in Blackmail 
Press, fall 2002

Art:: Jennifer by Stacie Milmeister
copyrighted and used with permission

(Please click on Stacie's name to visit her site, Anastasia Art. Stacie presents both black and white and color  photos which are available in limited editions. Stunning work and well worth a visit! )

Music: Philadelphia

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