Sebastian is gone
The spirit of Alexandra is still there
Her haunting aroma of lavender
Still lingers through the dark silent rooms
The couple did not know
what they were in for
when they rented
the old apartment
Sharon noticed first
Shadows that hoverd in corners
Noises came from nowhere
And a pungent scent of lavender
Saturated the air
Sebastian stayed busy writing
An aspiring author
His goal- to produce a bestseller
The spirit watched him from the shadows
As he worked endless hours
Creating a literary masterpiece
The young writer could feel a suttul presence
And that intoxicating scent of lavender
Found its way into his sense of his smell
However,
Tensions flared between Sharon and the specter
More baffling noises
Restless nights and unsettling dreams
A pale face appears on the television screen
Her favorite bookshelf collapses
Incessant scratching on the walls
Causing hair to stand erect on arms
A rival in spirit form was ever present
Someone had to go
And it just so happened upon one day
Sharon was out shopping
While in the shower, warm water gushed over his face
As erotic visions of the red haired
Apparition found their way into his thoughts
The young writer began to gratify himself sexually
Until reaching an orgasm
That haunting smell of lavender
Rapidly overcame him
Yes, he knew she was watching
Six months later,
Sharon and Sebastian prated ways
The novel became a bestseller
which led to:
Brand new house
The fancy car
A sure promising career
With a fresh perspective on life
And a pack of unopened lavender incense
That has never been lit
The book itself being based on Alexandra
Her life of wanting recognition
Yet never receiving it
Sebastian achieved after her death
What she could not accomplish in life
There always remained that desire
To revert back to the place
Where the smell of lavender bewitched him
if only one time
He had to see that house again..................
Wintertime now,
The young novelist found himself
Passing through old familiar territory
On a cool Tuesday afternoon
Sebastian gazed up to a window
In a still vacant apartment
Where it all began
Flakes of snow ascended down upon his hair and face
That haunting smell of lavender
Would never be forgotten
He could feel her peering out
At him through the old bedroom window
The apparition wandered when Sebastian would return
