CAMELOT FANTASIES

A literary dance with Banquozghost, who writes first:

I walk home

Each step I count

At home
each sigh
each tick of the clock
each drip of that tap
I never fixed

I count them
since you left

...

Bare walls
Unadorned
Where once your image hung

Press close
Suffocate
Crushing my now dying spirit

Still
In longing
I wait

@Banquozghost

...
@MercurialNight
Hush of air
settles
on hungry skin

Aching for tenderness
you do not come
do not touch

Memories
tears
frozen in my fingers

...

Ethereal wraiths whisper in my mind
Memories of soft words
Whispered
Do linger
& then R gone
Haunting me yet
With every breath
@Banquozghost

...
@MercurialNight
Last fingers of smoke

A fire dies

Red veins of heat
turn to grey worms
of ash
slinking
into stillness

Cold without you

...

Embers flicker
Fighting 4 life
2 blaze again

This smouldering ash
Dusted on the floor
Then born aloft
On a breeze
Dispersed

@Banquozghost