Petals In The Grass

Her Beautiful Ghost

A kiss and a smile
Is what she left
Calling my name
Was on her breath

She walks to the door
Elegant as can be
A faint smell of perfume
Was only meant for me

Whenever she leaves
I always want her back
The room is noticeably empty
Its her beauty that it lacks

I peer across the room
And see her beautiful ghost
Knowing she is gone
Is when I miss her most


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Her Beautiful Ghost

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