Embers

There is now
A near silence
Of words
As i contemplate
A visitation of distant ghosts
The present with hope
The past with dread
I am still haunted
Like a sceptre'd spectre
Speculating
Long, lost, love
Dissipated
Into the ether
Like a lost whisper
Still floating
On the tongue
Like a long lost glint
That once resided
Within the eyes
Of a deep, and passionate love
That now lies
In the embers
Of an old flame

by Jemia