Copyright, Tilly Rivers, 2007
Ghost
Tilly Rivers
Are you a ghost?
Someone I have made up in my mind
Do I love you ? Do you love me?
I suppose we will never know
I reach out and you are not there
You reach out I am a wisp of air
Maybe I am the ghost
For I can not seem to find me
And I certainly can not seem to find you
Why have our paths and hearts crossed?
Or did they cross at all?
Are you a ghost?
No- it must be real
For ghosts can be seen more often
Only reality is so painful, cold and silent
Invisible lines of hurt
Ghosts I do not fear
This silence I can not bear
I crave you
Beg to have you in me
Only to discover it is just a ghost lover
Sleeping beside me