My hands trace imaginery lines where your body use to be.
They know every line every curve and follow them from memory.
Leaving an outline of love lost in the air before me.
The feelings flow from the ghostly caress to my mind as if the warmth the softness of your
flesh is real.
The breaths we shared course through my veins.
And pulse throughout me as my heart pounds out your name in a rythm as steady as day
My lips long for the silky feel of yours pressed on mine.
With whispers shared between which made each better and more intense then the last.
Filled with the passion which has toppled nations and makes the world stop and all around
us vanish.Till it's only you and I.
My ghost lover you will always be with me.
For although the simple world will try and make me forget.
My body never will..
You are as much of me as I am myself and I shall carry your spirit evermore.