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Ghostly Love

Into the night, I dare to tread, Leaving my love behind in bed. Thinking not of what was said, I feel I’m moving on. There she lays, a beauty be. Dare I wake her, will she see? Will she accept what happened to me? Am I really gone? I see her there, so close to touch. I want to share this love so much. Beside her now I feel a rush But she just cannot feel. Her eyes are closed, but her lips, I see, Are speaking words echoing out to me. The pain I feel, though not physically, Makes me wish to kneel. I say to you, my sweet, my love Fear not my leaving, I’m just above I’ll watch you, darling, I’ll be your dove And descend, just when you need. But for now, my sweet, I’m forced to say My love’s not ceased, no not this day. I’ll stay with you in a spiritual way On you, this ghost will feed.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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