Jill’s Ghostly Gothic Eyes
by Luis S. González-Acevedo
Bright gray ghostly eyes
draped in black, proclaiming
over frightful midnight skies
my chronicle of a beautiful haunting.
Do you feel me tremble
with horrid lustful love?
Can you feel me tumble
like a panic flustered dove?
Do you watch and haunt me
–Bright Grays– into nightly terrors?
Do you spook me from the naked tree
with shadows casting horrors?
–You can find the original poem in Caribbean Poet, by Luis S. González-Acevedo or a translated|modified version in Spanish in Poemas Caribeños, por Luis S. González-Acevedo–
