I am the ghost loving him

October 29, 2010
By RedRosePoet GOLD, Fort Myers, Florida
RedRosePoet GOLD, Fort Myers, Florida
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Favorite Quote:
Poetry is like a red rose: beautiful and dangerous


Sitting on a rosewood stool, watching the moon grow full.
My heart aches for the one I've lost.
Though even in death I love him fully. Watching him live a life worth my love. as i sit on that rosewood stool.
My ghostly eyes watching as days pass by.



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