Ghosts

by

McKenna Byrne

The midnight rain has drawn me from my sleep
And ghosts of love long dead and mourned appear;
O love, what mysteries of time and heart you keep;
How is it you so far away, can still be here -
How is it that you flourish in decay
And in that awful way
Become more dear?

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