Jacksie

Her hair

her face

her figure in your window

her hands unlace your innermost

as you retrace your steps of her familiar

her ghost appears with raven eyes

to dance

to spin

to spill into your memory

to glare

to grin

to chill you now

but through the din of silence all around you

she stirs within she still knows how

they laid her in the ground

she still comes around

a love that never dies takes you by surprise

hello

hello

now she