Sweet Ghost

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Bite of summer peach
and let the juice drip, stain. Kiss you
with a mouth full.

Like we only have the richness of an October night,
full of meteorites as the universe burns out.

Like I can only keep you by my side
till sunrise washes away this secret midnight.

Like you are only the memory of a lover
that I wish I'd loved, but never held.

Like you're the sweetest phantom just waiting to happen.

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