An Apparition That Will Not Visit
Every night
I sat up waiting
and waiting
for you to
sweep me up
from off my feet
instead you
would always
vanish away
into the shadows
from which you came from
without a trace
never leaving behind
your footprints
or a letter written to me
telling me
that you were here
Copyright © Mia Pratt | Year Posted 2023
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