Friday, December 18, 2015

Ghost

Ghost,
My Ghost,
You've been close, as I can feel you,
But far as I can't see you.
I often dance with you in my dreams,
And stray from you in my nightmares.
Insomnia has set in for a week now.
I search and search for answers,
But I am wrong in doing so.
Questions and answers are only infinite.
Circling around,
And never truly solved.
I am always led back to you.
My beautiful, curious, Ghost.

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