you crept into my waking dreams again
then spent the whole day as a ghost
all i could do is wonder then
is if it was i that haunted you the most
and i kept to myself today
but i let you walk around inside my brain
a few times i thought you were with me
as i reached out for you again
only when my hand floated through your phantom
did it all come back to me
the vision of all your spectral atoms
was sadly one of fantasy
i closed my eyes as bright light shadowed
the illusion of your silhouette
like haunting notes on an old piano
your wanting voice i won’t forget

 Poem is mine. Image is not.


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