The Ghost

Left with a shadow
A see-through ghost
Of someone I knew
Ages ago, another life
They must have been great
If memory could serve
Enough to live another
No more a hologram
Of what used to be
Something to touch
To touch me
I’ll keep the haunt
If only you’ll stay
Search through the pieces
Find another way
To feel more than I see
More than this vapor
No less than free

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Filed under: Poetic Tagged: absence, compromise, past lives, relationships