i am a simply girl
one with wrong turns
and ghosts that share the same spaces
have been in the same places
as the heart beats that came a minute too late

a dollar short and thousands away
but the penny is dropped and
will continue to stay on the floor
by a bed haunted with a history of hushes

yet i have felt the weight of love upon my heart;
as light as feathers and soft as a rock
insisting upon being noticed and not
kept hidden within the folds of flowers
dried and thrown away
but haunting a room
filled with the scent of the ocean
strong and pure and if it were not
miles away

you are the ghost that haunts these halls...

03/09/2009

Posted on 03/07/2010
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