“Ghosts”

Part I

Waiting by the window

Cold wind brings in the night.

Wolves howl announcing your arrival

Daylight has lost the fight.

I can feel you already

Pinky promise, no lies.

It is not charades we will be playing

Tonight, we pick who lives

And who dies.

Part II

Darkness has deepened

With a touch so cold

The hair on my neck stand still

Fear crawling up my spine

I keep you a secret

You are all mine.

Part III

A lifetime spent with you

Only today I walk alone

The path you left behind.