Engagingly he talks, with intimate appeal,
weaving magic with words,
through lips- unrevealed.
Just a phantom writing fool
haunting cyber walls;
Drifting through my spirit
feeding senses...
mind enthralled.
Skirting round my breast cave
tempting love, to learn my name.
Disquieting my reason,
disturbing my terrain.
Romance with a ghost: no Cinderella song.
His kisses are the posts,
Then click...
gone!