A Long Gone Girlfriend

A long gone girlfriend, dead in life

Waits in the wings of dreams

Ready to start the courtship

All over again center stage

When the old man falls asleep.

He wakes next to his wife,

Feels guilty for a time

But then thinks to himself,

Not uttering a word, that he

Didn’t invite her, consciously

Speaking. She rises at night

Like the moon, the stars and

Vampires eyeing past the gray

Stubble on the old man’s neck

To taught, silky skin and pulsating

Blood from a throbbIng, twenty-year-old

Heart.