I think this one is rather self-explanatory. Most of my poetry is emotionally driven. View table of contents...

Submitted: Jul 5, 2008    Reads: 20    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

How can I love a phantom gone?

From long ago and far away, yet still I long

To feel his hand on mine again,

To look into his eyes again…

 

Though we stand a spare few feet apart,

There’s a gap to fill the world over standing in between our hearts.

 

My heart, it pounds, I breathe unsteadily,

I look into his eyes and feel a stab of pain deep inside of me.

 

Inside his ghostly eyes,

I can almost imagine that I see how badly I hurt him with my lies.

 

But he is gone, my phantom is gone,

Our love is lost and he is gone…

 

A haunting melody

Sings deep inside of me,

Of love that’s lost and gone away,

But I imagine in my sleepless nights of his love come back to stay.

 

I dream of a love that’s sweet and strong,

It’s what I’ve secretly dreamed of for so long.

 

So phantom dear,

I beg you to hear,

My heart’s one final plea.

If you can find it in your heart, please,

Love, forgive me…

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