Lucid Scheming
Monday, October 24, 2011
Ghosts ★★★
I fall asleep
with the thought of you
pressed against my back
arms wrapped around my still form
and I awake
to the sun chasing away
the fog left in my mind
and the lingering ghosts of us
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