She moves ghostly
She Moves Ghostly
In the corner of my mind,
where memories dwell
I see a dream begotten
ensnared in her elusive spell
from a past so long forgotten
Or is she from the future?
from some far off distant hour
I long to see her reality
But she alone holds the power
To declare her true mortality
This love I feel for her alone
This desperate, painful aching want.
When morning comes does not abate
She won’t reveal, continues to haunt
And I, forlorn , continue to wait
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