Haunted

'T still rings in my ears
the sweet voice of hers
echoes in my mind
the joyfull laughter of hers
try, when i think of her
comes flooding in, her memories;
from behind the pine
her deep eyes look at me
stare at my pounding heart
her alluring azure eyes.

i feel like, at times
caress her flowing tresses
run my fingers through
her thick black curls;
the giggles of hers'
still ring in my heart
the blue of her eyes
frequent my dreams
like an old ghost, she is
always haunting, never revealing.