A few minuets ago,
Moments ago,
Seconds became slow
And I saw a ghost.
Ahead in the dark,
Stood under street lamps,
She jarred my imagination
To an interrogation of path banks.
I knew she wasn’t real,
I had placed her there;
A smile concealed, revealed
Beneath her golden hair.
Walking towards me,
knowing, foreboding,
A grin of sweetest glee,
She starts m’heart choking.
Reaching out to hold
Like we used to
The mist, is’t carless cold
As she passes through?
Features,
faces,
all fall from existence;
I look around, shameless,
I saw her at a distance.
Now gone,
A ghost;
Alive, I’m undone;
My love the host.
Jun 3, 2018
Jun 3, 2018 at 9:07 PM UTC
A few minuets ago,
Moments ago,
Seconds became slow
And I saw a ghost.
Ahead in the dark,
Stood under street lamps,
She jarred my imagination
To an interrogation of path banks.
I knew she wasn’t real,
I had placed her there;
A smile concealed, revealed
Beneath her golden hair.
Walking towards me,
knowing, foreboding,
A grin of sweetest glee,
She starts m’heart choking.
Reaching out to hold
Like we used to
The mist, is’t carless cold
As she passes through?
Features,
faces,
all fall from existence;
I look around, shameless,
I saw her at a distance.
Now gone,
A ghost;
Alive, I’m undone;
My love the host.