Sunday, October 18, 2009


You blow through like a phantom
Almost invisible
But I am here to see you
You cannot hide from me

I have seen the beauty
You keep to yourself
It shines through like a beacon
With almost ghostly light

I also see your scars
Traces of your past
They don’t bother me
The specters of past hurts

I can’t see any reason
For you to hide yourself
We all have our secrets
Apparitions through our lives

I long to embrace you
And feel you in my arms
Still you remain ethereal
Withholding all your charms

So all I see are mist and smoke
And stand all by myself
With the ghost of never was
To haunt my days and dreams

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