oh how she clings

12 Jun

someone’s been sleeping in my bed

someone has been looking over my shoulder

in my most intimate moments

i can feel her breath upon my neck

i can feel her hair fall across my face

as i lie half awake

oh how she clings

as if i were her lifeline, her link

to a place that could no longer be hers

oh so i wonder if it is safe to have

a ghost as a lover

and as i think these thoughts

she clings ever so much tighter

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