The Gloaming Girl

Without a name, without a face, without a soul
Vapid staring at nothing at all
I am every indeterminate color
I am every intuition
Slow and aimless I wander
Past all the good things
All the little people in their busy little lives
There is nothing sharp
For I feel only vaguely
There is no loneliness
I walk into your house and watch you
I breathe on your cheek
And rock you to sleep
Come to my world
I beckon you in the dark
Dream
Let me play with your soul for a while
Then let me go
And I will pass again into the shadow
Of your forgetting me
And wander unnoticed my way
As dawn greys the sky