The Prettiest Ghost.

  The Prettiest Ghost.
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The Prettiest Ghost
I've ever seen,
with luminous eyes
of emerald green,
stands before me
quiet, and serene.

(waiting for me
to speak.)

I sit in silence,
deeper still..
curious, but wary..
Wondering what
she Feels..!
considering
Passions Lost.

(which scare me.)

Then A faint breeze
touches my cheek,..
producing cold chills
down my spine,..
But it does little to
break this solitude!!

(or inspire words
between her and I.)

It's been this way
for centuries now,..
two ghosts (in love)
grown still with doubt.
Waiting (in patience)
for each to speak, and
voice that Love aloud!!!

And for Eternity it s
hall remain this way,
with her (the prettiest
ghost I've seen) waiting
for me to speak; as I
(in my stupidity) sit
considering the most
appropriate thing to say!

  J.Stephen.H.