Come Back to Me.
_______________
Where is it that you go when you
look at me so?;..
when your eyes shine with gray
nothing,
and little tremors flicker as you
try to smile.
Sometimes I think I'm in Love
with a Stranger,
(that my Soul has known Forever.)
this Ghost who has your Face,
but always seems to fill my Heart
with Daggers.
Is there Anything Left of You?,
something pure
that wasn't set aflame,
or thrown to the ravenous
wolves who make Sport
of seeing how many
Dreams they can eat,
or chase away!
My Beautiful Living Corpse,
sad Robot
going through the motions
of a Passion it used
to Feel;
Oh, How I love you Still!
Come back to Me,
or stay
where you Are
and leave me with
The Pretty Broken Frame!
Either way I'm still Here,
and not
going anywhere.
( honestly I'm probably
the only Living Ghost
who hasn't Changed.)
J.Stephen.H.
