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My dear ghost...
your image swirls in my head. Your words ring in my heart. Your voice like a song that carries my soul. You my ghost, you haunt me in the most wonderful way. I seek you, you evade. I feel you and you vanish...but never leave me. The floating, shifting you...my ghost. My sweet. One day I will collect you. I will own you, but never be able to compare to you. The possession of that wonderful, untouchable emotion. My unattainable goal.
My sweet ghost....
your image swirls in my head. Your words ring in my heart. Your voice like a song that carries my soul. You my ghost, you haunt me in the most wonderful way. I seek you, you evade. I feel you and you vanish...but never leave me. The floating, shifting you...my ghost. My sweet. One day I will collect you. I will own you, but never be able to compare to you. The possession of that wonderful, untouchable emotion. My unattainable goal.
My sweet ghost....
51-55, M
