The Haunting of Her Lips

 

Linking with "What's Going On?" for an Open Link-- Where we can share our favorite poem and maybe explain a little bit about it.

I actually am just sharing a poem I posted in the beginning days of the Muse and it didn't have a lot of exposure so I thought I would share it again. I have changed the image but the rest is the same. (The image was an old eerie house.)

Thank you Sherry, Mary, Susan and Sumana for all you do!

Sending everyone a big hug right now! <3 

Love, thieves, and fear, make ghosts. ~German Proverb

 You are a haunted house my love and I am the ghost that walks your halls 

I have every room memorized but you do not remember me at all

I kissed you once and I kissed you twice more

but before the next you were long gone out the door

you see time stops for only a few things in this world

childbirth/seeing a ghost/ and kissing a girl

I held you close in your red sequin gown

and paraded you on my arm all over town

but what made me fall was that first kiss

and now I am a ghost that you do not know exists.