Ghostly


Picture of a purple and orange sunset

“She was a living reverie for me: the mere sight of her sparked an almost infinite range of fantasy, from Greek to Gothic, from vulgar to divine.”
- The Secret History, Donna Tartt


Your body, to me, glows
like light peeking out between clouds from heaven,
your hair flows down your cheeks
as if it’s the consecrated tears of an angel,
you are ethereal.