I'm chasing a ghost
that wanders and strays
but never really stays.
He visits my thoughts
but never in face.
In moonlight, outlined
never in one place.
I'll try to embrace
the figment of my imagination
and show him what my leaking heart does
just to win the race.
It's not the impression
when up on stage,
but the emotion you've given
when dealing with his lace,
wraping and threading your hearts swollen wounds.
You've got a face, just show your face...
Author notes
Just once i wish i could touch that ghost.
-greenheart4
Option 3 for x-Pretty-Odd-x's contest
Bags of Oranges Don't Leave Bruises
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Comments
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Great entry - thanks and best of luck.
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Truley wonderful. =] It had a Very nice flow to it and was well written. The rhyming was well put together as well.
Thank you for the entry.
x-Pretty-Odd-x <3 -
Hmmm, would make a great theme tune to a film, wouldn't it?
yeah, random comment.
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