Before loving a ghost,
understand--
it will be a tricky business.
A ghost will not wear the dress you like.
She will ignore
the meal
the Merlot
and the Mozart.
A ghost does not believe in the future that you've planned.
To a ghost,
the future is feathers made of fog
on a bird that flies away before it is born.
A ghost will not wear your ring.
She will not bear your child, or even your touch.
She is an airy
indigo
butterfly
that can hurt you, and will.
Jul 16, 2025
Jul 16, 2025 at 9:11 AM UTC
Before loving a ghost,
understand--
it will be a tricky business.
A ghost will not wear the dress you like.
She will ignore
the meal
the Merlot
and the Mozart.
A ghost does not believe in the future that you've planned.
To a ghost,
the future is feathers made of fog
on a bird that flies away before it is born.
A ghost will not wear your ring.
She will not bear your child, or even your touch.
She is an airy
indigo
butterfly
that can hurt you, and will.
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