you cannot see me
you cannot touch me
but you can feel my presence
you can feel my hands pressing against your body
my breasts against your back
my mouth teasing your neck

my memory haunts you like a ghost
when you lie in bed you can feel me next to you
you can feel my weight upon your chest
my leg sliding between yours
my whispers against your lips

when you are with her you feel guilt
you touch her as though she were me
you caress her hair as though it were mine
making love to her as if it were our last time
but when she gazes at you in the morning, you see a stranger

and when you realise your mistake
you feel a pain so deep
for you know what you did was wrong
and nothing you can do can bring me back
but that I shall haunt you forever
locked in your memory
a delicious taunting that shall never fulfill you to satisfaction
a ghostly tease