Like a Ghost You Haunt My Mind
June 19, 1999
By Elizabeta
A semitransparent figure
floats through the
cobweb filled corridors
illuminating the darkness
with a softly glowing aura...
The sunlight streams into the
dusty attic window
like golden ocean waves...
Particles of dust
floating around in the musty air
can be seen through the body of the
semitransparent Phantom
that stands before me.
Like a ghost you haunt my mind,
but only when I venture into the attic,
that mythical, magical place
where anything is possible.
Otherwise, you're just a memory
of a......something.....that
could have been.
Like a ghost you haunt my mind
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