The clothes that hang around you
Like a mist after the rain
Wisps of our love
And what couldn't ever be again

White flows into black
Shadows ever are they cast
As ink sets upon the ground
From an oil spill around

Love no longer ever here
And my love, you are no longer near
But I crave you

Like plants crave the sun that set around you like a halo
And like water craves the moon that took you so deep below

Oh, my darling...
Forever ghosts

Special thanks to my online friend and my writing group friends for inspiration! I asked them all the first thing they associated with the word "ghosts" and worked from that. <3