Ghosts

I see your smile
After years
Time times time
Your image
Never fades.
It’s indelible on my memory
Your wispy smile
Knowing gaze seeing into my mind
My thoughts.

I believe in ghosts.

You rattle around
In the attic
Of my heart
All the time.

I hear your footsteps
At the foot of the bed
Catch your form
Your spectral image
At the corner of my eye
Smell the fragrance
Of your perfume.
Even your taste lingers
On my tongue.

I believe in ghosts.

These chains binding me
Were forged
In the hottest furnace
And I will never
Be released.
The links of remembered passion
Carve into the bone
And marrow of my heart.

You will haunt me forever
And I welcome it.

I believe in ghosts.