Imagining
You are the voice within my head
the whisper in my sleep
the second shadow of my soul
the tear I never weep
I hear your laughter in my mind
like raindrops on the ground
but when I ask you what you want
you never make a sound
You are the ghost within my heart
that cradles me at night
I start to think your really here
then you vanish with the light
You haunt me in the daytime
like an echo to my sound
I look about to see you
but know you can't be found.
Brian Strand's Contest: 'OLD OR NEW any theme/form max 16 lines'
1st place
Copyright © Emma Mantle | Year Posted 2011
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