CAMELOT FANTASIES

It **** open
Laying bare and she dared to breathe
Too much time had gone
It didn’t erase the memories
In fact they felt stronger in some instances
And in other, so distant
Thoughts come in often
They slip in surreptitiously at the most inconvenient times
Some bring on a delicate smile
A giggle
Others it’s the talking back to the ghost that is ineffectual
Time has come and it’s **** open

~Divine