The Ghost of My Lover
Sitting in an empty room
I can still hear you call out my name
I see the ghost of you setting the time
Holding my hand as we danced to the firelight
Laughing together as the candles burned down
Lying in an empty bed I can feel your arms around me
Hear you whispering my name
that you'll be here forever by my side
I feel your breath against my neck
and sleep comes easy
For in my dreams life becomes brighter
the shadows of reality creep away
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Stardust Lost In Fallen Dreams
Poetry'Even when poetry has a meaning, as it usually has, it may be inadvisable to draw it out... Perfect understanding will sometimes almost extinguish pleasure.' A.E Housman I've written poetry for as long as I can remember... My style varies, from dar...
