Bröckengespenst

Naked, standing, hair loose down her back,
She smiles in warm sea-scented alcove.
Through open windows like seasoned spirits,
Argentine waves, horizontal and vaporous,
All Hallow's Eve howls haunted moonlight
Enters and spreads, palpitates and lives
Enters and breaks over enthralling beams,
Brightens reflections of blood-stained lips
On tarnished mirrors and crystal chandeliers.
It trembles, almost gasps for breath, slides
Through the floor, unravels -- and lightens,
A dawdling languid billow of drifting mist,
Kisses smoothness of her smallest of feet,
White, ghastly, rises up her leg, longingly,
Ghostly, rises, -- and wondrous coil describes
Then envelopes curvaceous hip -- proceeds to
Licks her womb, embrace her slender waist,and
Nibble on the tumid peeks of her nubile breasts
It rustles lust upon her shoulder blades,
Wraps around her neck, lovingly tastes her mouth.
Before it dissipates along the darkness
And the salacious night of her black hair,
Halts, mystified, before the glitter of her eyes.