Monday, November 5, 2012

Then I'm Not Afraid

I can't compare her
to anyone before -
nor these days after.


She's a ghost
a whisper in me
which always fly's away.


Memories
that watch my nights
she is the cold
unless she holds me
then I'm not afraid -
anymore.


I chase her
tie her to my mind
just to wrap around
the love I hope to find.


But she's a ghost
I wait for her to haunt me
so I can feel her say
all the touch of words
I knew she'd never say.


I can't compare her
to anyone before -
nor these days after.


But all I want to do
is hold her in my mind
once more
before she fly's away.

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