Haunted (2009)

Night has fallen, she has gone, the darkness now takes hold
My psyche faces phantoms that eclipse those tales of old
Thrilling chills passed down to me in tomes of yellowed lore
Pale against the ghosts of memories born moments before

Her flesh feels fresh and firm and smooth and glides under my fingers
Her laughter rings within my ears, her subtle fragrance lingers
The sweetness of her mouth on mine, her loving touch remains
My heart yet aches, my soul is bound to her with iron chains

I am gladly haunted, I do not want to forget
And I refuse to bear the brunt of sorrowful regret
Painful parting I would endure thousands of times o’er
To hold her in my arms another single moment more

And were I faced with choosing to have never loved, or lost
I know that she was worth the price, no matter what the cost