We danced to Cuban rhythms
Late into the night
I twirled my skirts in girlish glee
Giggling in delight
My heart it started pounding
As you held me tight
I waited for the kiss
That would bring me back to life
Then
Brutally it struck me
At the stroke of midnight
You were just an apparition
Your kiss turned into frostbite
A phantom on the dance floor
A cruel trick of the light
You melted into nothing
Just a shadow in the moonlight
(C) Pixievic
I was invited to be a guest writer on a blog about Ghost Stories - this is what I came up with! You can find the rest here .....
http://ghoststoryiii.blogspot.co.uk/2016/04/part-v-i-and-v-ii-and-ghost-dancer-by.html