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Ghost of Amore
Nights like these
I miss you the most
Wish I could reach out,
pull reality from your ghost
The way you used to trace my heartbeat with your finger tips,
Kiss me with your eyes as they stared at my lips....
It was a slow fast pace,
Always treated my vulgarities with graceful disgrace
Wrapped your hands around my throat
with nothing but calm notions
tugged me towards you with an honest gentle notion
The only one that knew my entire story,
Stayed and watched the chapters of my life unfold before me,
Caught me when I fell,
Wiped away my tears.....caused me so many smiles....accepted my fears
Trust was in a bubble of purity,
Friendship was love and love was ambiguity,
We rose from streets of grim stone and pain,
Layered our paths to obtain our full gain
The laughs that would escape me,
Pulled out by your aura like tug of war with the soul,
I was a seed in the palm of your soil,
Your spirit watered and then life would grow...
Always mentioning the little things no one else noticed,
My nervous gestures of tucking hair behind ears,
which burned red when anyone flirted...
How you noted you loved that little gap between my lips,
Always teasing they couldn't close because they yearned for your kids...I mean kiss,
Hint hint
I know you would have liked that raunchy corniness
Oh how I ache when I reminisce!!!!
It was the most beautiful friendship...
The most aphrodisiac-tic walk to contest,
Despite our few nights of passionate bliss,
The love was deep rooted as a union, bonded by comradeship....
Never letting our passion fueled relapses coming between
that bond we had created in our link to camaraderie
When I hear the word "miss",
your face haunts my ocular nerve endings
the burn of knowing...
I'll never see that dimple when you smile,
it pulls deep sadden from within me....
which eases with time,
but the surprise is what's hard to carry...
Hearing our song out of the blue,
or the scent of your old cologne some random stranger waifed up my nose...in his walk of hurry....
Nights like these where I feel so alone...
I miss how I could just pick up the phone and pour my entire load out on your awaiting ear,
Carried my day with your neuron waves,
and whisked it away with caring sways
My only regret is not saying yes....
Not letting you see I always wanted it...
Too scared to lose our friendship,
even when you proved it wouldn't when we got intimate,
I'm sorry I never let you take me to the levels your heart desired,
For fear of you being cursed by my love fire,
and demonic nightmares holding me down in my sleep...
I know you know I wanted it but was to scared to label it so deep,
And now that it's too late all I can do is miss you on nights like these ....and weep
Heart shatters of red ruby graffiti tagged across my vena amoris,
Our combination was beyond amorous...
the tune of our record was canorous
the tone of our combined sonorous voices
sitting in the dark on park benches with fall leaves surrounding our melodic motions
The memories haunt me with rancorous notions,
but I still embrace them with undying devotion,
For I suppose the pain is worth the ability
to remember,
I wouldn't trade the history of our life's novelty for any relief of the tortuous compilations
You've taught me the feeling of love....
Which is life's one true violation
Nights like these I miss you the most....
our story now the memoir of a ghost...
Published 27th Dec 2016
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27th Dec 2016 6:05pm
Wow I'm lost for words. I'd call this wonderfully unique. Clearly you know all about love, and say what we'd all like to say. Just loved this. true art. To be loved like this is beyond my wildest dreams. Thank you for sharing. An inspiring revelation All time fav..moog.
27th Dec 2016 6:22pm
I am flattered. Yes...it is rare to come by someone who values you as a whole....harder to let the fact it existed go....it can be painful knowing such love exists...but I can only wish everyone got at least a taste of it....
27th Dec 2016 6:49pm
Where to begin on such a beautiful piece? It's been awhile since I've read words that resonated and echoed so deeply inside my heart. What you have conveyed with your words is priceless. The loss you describe here is indescribable and yet you've done it admirable justice. I'm glad you experienced it, ache that you lost it, and hope that you can find it once again someday. Many hugs...
Willow
Willow
27th Dec 2016 8:05pm
I always get inspired by your comments willow. I value how you relate to my soul. Thank you
28th Dec 2016 7:01pm
Remembrances of the one you let slip away are always bitter-sweet. You develop this theme so well and I can sense the authentic regret. What beautiful memories though. You have a wealth of good feeling to feed you and that's worth so much in this unfeeling world. Brava!
29th Dec 2016 5:12am
You said it so gracefully! Yes, the bitter sweet is worth having in this "unfeeling" world. Couldn't have phrased that better.
17th Jan 2017 6:37am
We build a fortress to guard our heart. It stops people from coming in and also acts as a barrier we find hard to get past.
