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Good Spirits
I am in love with a ghost,
I feel her in gusts of wind,
In echos.
She’s no louder than a whisper,
Flickering in the light of a candle,
Dancing like the flame.
I ask her to stay just a little longer,
She smiles,
It’s a sad smile.
I watch her slowly dissipate,
Gone in a flash,
The candle goes out.
Perhaps I cannot complain,
I’m the fool really,
For falling in love with a ghost.
I feel her in gusts of wind,
In echos.
She’s no louder than a whisper,
Flickering in the light of a candle,
Dancing like the flame.
I ask her to stay just a little longer,
She smiles,
It’s a sad smile.
I watch her slowly dissipate,
Gone in a flash,
The candle goes out.
Perhaps I cannot complain,
I’m the fool really,
For falling in love with a ghost.
Published 6th Jul 2024
Author's Note
I sit waiting by the candle each night, hoping she’ll come back. With each candle I burn through, my hope dwindles. I won’t give up dear, I’m still waiting. I’ll be right here.
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6th Jul 2024 8:14pm
Excellent heart tugger...thanks for sharing...good luck. Hugs and love, Oral
7th Jul 2024 9:27pm
Oh darling, this was hauntingly lovely. Don’t sit at the window forever. Don’t leave the candle flickering.
Ghosts … are ethereal and you can’t hold them.
I also like the word play for being ghosted.
Neat!
Ghosts … are ethereal and you can’t hold them.
I also like the word play for being ghosted.
Neat!
