The ghost was here again
Same time as last night
I recognize those feelings
From all those years ago
In the quiet fourth hour
She found me not asleep
With whispers that wiggled
Through a crack in my dreams
She has been here before
In those wistful reveries
A bittersweet memory
From the orbit of my past
But this time was different
She came with a purpose
And a handwritten letter
Self addressed to my soul
With a flit of her eyes
She bade me come closer
To the light that flickered
In the cup of her hands
Where pictures in motion
Told a soul bending tale
Of two bright young spirits
Falling deeply in love
An enchanted union
Melded at the marrow
Perfected in each other
Surrendered to their love
A truly rare passion
That held its ripest hue
Maturing without aging
Enduring turns of time
Oh this was our story
The one left unwritten
A version of you and I
With no fatal plot twist
Confirming our pairing
Too soon pulled asunder
Was a miracle squandered
An spark caught in the rain
And this ghost by this film
Should I forgive myself
For abandoning beauty
And defying the stars
I had to keep watching
Blinking through the puddles
Knowing this fantastic tale
Was real enough to touch
Until I saw the ending
Was never going to come
I winked at her and nodded
She gazed at me and smiled
Then ascending slowly
In a shimmering mist
Her image flared then faded
Until she disappeared
As the morning bell tolls
I still sit here searching
Combing through the pages
On a shelf of dusty dreams
Where I find our first scene
Left me smitten complete
And my intuition shook me
To swear by our promise
But I never got the chance
To land where I was falling
A regret that will haunt me
For all my days to come
So let me find the words
Before my scenes have run
You will never fade for me
The secret in my heart
And I will be waiting
For all my lives to come
Until fate delivers us
Never to part again
– Jonah Varque