Etheric gauze brushes the skin
and I know I am not alone.
Spirits abound, tunneling through
the quantum veil, to visit me
on stormy nights.
Scent of perfume,
wafting into nostrils,
I breathe deeply, remembering...
the scent of you.
Soul’s do live on though,
visiting from time-to-time.
The angel feels different from the devils;
the human spirit is all too familiar.
Angels permeate the room with love’s...
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