UNSEEN (Or the Ghost Lover) Hight willsoon come and Iwillbe the warm breeze Brushing against your cheek atthe stroke of midnight tonight The gust that ruffles your bed covers, gently, just to makeyou sneeze Stroking your ear as quietly speak but careful not to wake you! Before brushing your locks ever so soft | wil nibble your earlke jovers do andi watch you sleep and dream Catess your hand untillsee you smile Be the colorful gleam of leht dancin the shadows ‘wth style hat silky elow under your bedroom door ‘And hen | feel orave enough, Iw be the gertiest kiss (On top of your forehead frst end on tothe tip of your nose Happy youarewaim and safe after agood night's rest {wil be gone before dock hits the hour of four But not wthout racing the dewy sihouette (fa lovely early moming rose onthe surface of your eastern window ‘Then | wilreturnasthe eucalyptus gush heralding a brand-new day ‘The frest gale that greets you when you lit your head From your Muffy pillow © Steven Mwalusi Poetry 2020