Paranormal
We pass silently,
Through the house,
Like shadows,
Grasping at reality,
Begging to touch,
To feel,
Two ghosts,
Ethereal,
Craving existence,
Cursed to never embrace,
Never to kiss,
Those lips,
The pain is an eclipse,
On my soul.
Copyright © Daniel Berg | Year Posted 2024
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