The Ghost

Submitted by on Tuesday, 6 September 2016, 06:39 AM | Poem | English
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the gentle wind touch my face
caressing me with gentleness

i can feel the presence
of a long forgotten beau

whose touch brings shiver
to the very core of me

his kisses lingers in my lips
the embrace that engulfs all my fears

laughter that bring melody in my ears
while he speaks of an unending promise

bask in the sunshine
of the memories left
of the story of my life

i stood there and close my eyes

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