Unheralded love

Unheralded Love

When the night bird
stopped singing.
and the 
Spears of sunlight
pierced the last
of the night time.
I looked into her 
beautiful eyes.
as blue as a 
wild Montana sky.
and I loved her.
this love has
come unheralded.
I did not want it
or seek it.
it landed here 
in my bed
like a plane crash.
leaving no survivor
on board.
I will worship 
at the temple
of her body
with the spirits
that have
waited inside her heart 
for me to join them.
I can no longer feel my body.
perhaps already
I am a ghost