With haunting grief

In the void of your concern
you hear the steps to make you turn
a chill of air
a waft that someone's spirit stirred

Relationship still tied with intangible belief
a leash, seek freedom from the wanton
 regrets, sign the love letters. final kiss
the grey, that gavel in an empty auction

When love was held by puppet strings
preciousness of one that passed
 tug, was still a thing that clings
quick, was slipping from each grasp

 Feel a presence when alone
a butterfly land on your hand
 when you see the departed, spitting clone
struck dumb, who waved that magic wand?

The mist to pass across the mind
the rustle of the leaves not blown
the unseen hand that moves the blinds
an eeriness you cant disown

Our reach is further than we think
the busy life of pen and ink
do you hear the whisper, feel the link
and spectre's bend the quills sharp nib