Midnights Mouth

He lit a match
in the back of my mind,
said, “Come with me,
we’ll leave time behind.”

Your ghost still sways
on the porch in red—
sunflowers bloom
where the living once bled.

And I speak in smoke,
sing in lace,
dance with spirits
you can’t face.
Kiss me once,
then hush your mouth—
love comes crawling
from midnight’s mouth.

Ectoplasm dreams
in black and white,
he said I tasted
just like night.

Cigarette ash
and cotton gin,
I pull you closer,
then breathe you in.

Yes, I speak in smoke,
sing in lace,
dance with spirits
you can’t chase.
Kiss me once,
then hush your mouth—
love comes crawling
from midnight’s mouth.

You say you don’t believe in ghosts…
But darling, I’ve been one
longer than most.

So light the match,
and take me south—
where truth pours slow
from midnight’s mouth.

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