Your phantom touch wakes me from impatient dreams,
As darkness fills our hollow room,
And although empty my life seems
Your silhouette is vibrant within this gloom

My eyes stay fixed, till the break of light
My heart is nixed, my soul takes flight
As our apparitions float through the thick night air
We may dance again, and you can hold me with care

We may gaze into each others depths, beyond peering piercing eyes.
My eagerness of your Soft silk touch
Is merely an illusion in disguise
But still I rise, yet still I rise
In remembrance, of all that you comprise.