Spirit

I met a spirit.His eyes were Blue.His feet touched the ground as if walking was new.His lips were rosy,my eyes were glued.He talked so politely that my Red dress felt rude. The name he gave me,I can't remember.All I could listen to was the loudness of his slender.He took my hands so my heart surrendered.A victim of his love I was rendered. He smiled abit and the room was well lit. I tried to focus but my attention was split.He pulled me closer and whispered saying this "Bye my lover" then faded into a mist