Sssssshhhhh,

Specter

Dust stilled over the memories

under echoes of laughter

 

their ghosts dancing

as maestro

scribbles in the rafters

 

mind resting on a pile high of

what was and what will stay

 

and ghoul hunters pale

turn tail

as pure love blinds their way.

 

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5 Responses

  1. *smiles*
    hear hear.
    (((you)))

  2. touching. moving. pure.
    reSpect

  3. This is great, yet understated, quiet and wonderful. Well done, Narnie.

  4. very beautifully said. brilliant even, and magical. the lights turned up on stage. (cheers/applause)

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