Victorian Ballroom

scillab

Used to fear ghosts

Fear the dark,
Fear the unknown
But now I catch myself wanting to spot you,

Wanting to see you in the dark
I want you to know I won’t fear you


It can be 3am
Pitch black in my office
You can sit in my recliner
Our energies probably won’t allow us to speak

But you can stare at me
We can sit in silence
And stare at each other


Used to fear ghosts,

Fear the dark,
Fear the unknown
But now I catch myself
In between breaths
Whispering your name
Three times to make you appear


I won’t blink if you stand in front of me Eyes wide open so you won’t disappear 
Our energies probably won’t allow us to touch.

But we can mirror our hands
And ballroom dance
In the middle of my pitch-black living room


Victorian Ballroom

I’ll say I love you

You will smile at me

I’ll say I miss you

You will nod at me.

We agree.


I used to fear ghosts,
But I pray that God lets me dance with you.

  • Author: scillaB (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 5th, 2023 18:53
  • Comment from author about the poem: This poem is about the waves of (my) grief. Dedicated to my father and close friend.
  • Category: Spiritual
  • Views: 3
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