I thought I felt you standing behind me
Thought I saw your shadow on the floor
But when I turned around to kiss you
Your ghost wasn't there anymore.
I felt your hands brush my hair back
Your lips kiss the hollow of my neck
But it was just the wind
What could have been
A haunting of the past.
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Results of a Restless Mind
PoetryA book of poems created by a sleepless mind and an open heart "I'm sorry that my heartbeat is louder than my thoughts." Completed 11/8/20
