Love Poem: Kissing Your Ghost
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Written by: Tony Bush

Kissing Your Ghost

Half awake, half aware, in a blanket of twilight, 
silent suffocation beneath it's vacuum weight; 
in the severed grasp between realisation 
and the drowsy semi-dreaming state. 
I miss your kiss, sweet dew-bathed lips 
pressed light as crushed luxuriant silk 
upon my dormant, hungry mouth 
with honeycomb zest and buttermilk. 
Your absence won't suckle or resuscitate 
the passion emaciating deep down in me; 
I will feed and dream of surrogate love, 
of kissing your ghost for company.