Hauntings

by Michael D Nalley   Jul 13, 2015


Could it be the lingering souls
that will not go into the light
are ghosts perceived casting shadows
on earth, stuck in a void between
transcending to eternal birth
with unholy longing for flesh
instead of starting over fresh,
with sacred will to rise above
united with desired love ?
It is so hard to understand
how I let her slip through my hand

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  • 9 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Love the way this is laid - it suits the flow of the piece. Well written.

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