A ghost haunts these halls
She wafts through the night
She dances these walls
An ethereal light.
Her vanilla scent
Hangs in the air
Wherever she went
That fragrance was there.
I still hear the sound
Of her playful laugh
As we lay on the ground
Near the pond, off the path.
My lips feel her kiss
My body her touch
And, oh how I miss
Her loving so much!
That was long ago
But this is today
And this thing I know
She won’t go away.
I’ve been on my knees
Seeking for grace
For mercy upon mercy
To forget her face.
As the lights dim tonight
She will return to me
And glow in that light
Only my eyes may see.
Sunday, February 3, 2013
Only My Eyes
Posted by The Dashboard Poet at Sunday, February 03, 2013
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