The lovers Ghost

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In dreams we can still spend time with those that we have lost.

Submitted: February 22, 2012

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Submitted: February 22, 2012




I am absent from heavens table

For I miss my love.

Compassion from an angel

Helped me slide down a moonbeam,

To visit your lonely heart.



As you sleep, I am with you my darling

The warmth of my love

Creating a fire in your memory

Where we can sit and talk.

In the glow of embers love



In this realm we can feel love once again

Let us dance above these flames of desire

You In your prom dress and me in youths blush


Once again I can hear your whispers

Your hidden messages concealed on the breeze

Listened to by inquisitive angels

Envious of our love.

Your words seeding my lonely soul

With dreams for eternity to keep


Tonight the moon smiles for you and me

For she too remembers

The tears of joy from our first kiss

Slowly running down both our cheeks

Like Dew made from some holy mist.


Loves was our then and time our friend,

We never saw the hour glass empty.


But pain did not hurt, for your face was always with me

And love cannot be killed by time

For our love will endure

And heaven has dreams for us,

Though angels know my pain


The last moonbeams are fading

And mortal time is slipping through my fingers

So a secret promise, I now plant

 For your soul to cherish

Wrapped in love

To dwell in the recess of your mind

To be opened when angels call


For our prom date, is not yet over

The Music will play on

My love will be waiting at the table

Waiting for your hand


To dance once again, under a smiling moon,

Till dawn whisks us away into the mists of time

To spend another life amongst the angels

And no more will I miss you

My one true love.


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