I am just a ghost.
Transparent.
Silent.
Still.
Dead and gone.
Feeling your
Warm lips upon my cheek
I come alive.
Blood pumps and I exhale.
Flesh
In color now;
Reanimated.
I am just a ghost.
Transparent.
Silent.
Still.
Dead and gone.
Feeling your
Warm lips upon my cheek
I come alive.
Blood pumps and I exhale.
Flesh
In color now;
Reanimated.
Little trinkets in my drawer;
My nightstand
Where i keep my most valuable
Treasures.
They would mean nothing to
Anyone else.
I put them out sometimes and reminisce.
What memory may be tugging at my heart?
What color am i feeling today?
Nostalgic
Or happy.
Maybe sad and missing someone,
Missing someplace.
Maybe i should toss them all out
And start over.
My wide awake dreams are wild
And crazy,
Saturated with hope
And color
When they are
Filled with you.
I do not wish to ever go back to
Sleep.