Ghosts of Loves Past
Tis of your beauty, I was adrift in wonder,
a sultry emotion left breathless in passion's keep.
Ghosts now live between life and death
in the mist of my memories.
Recalling the soft touch of your love even now,
especially now, still haunts me.
I am lost in the pain
of my longest walk
from our last goodbye.
Old friends seem harder to see now,
their laughter even harder to hear...
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment