I was waiting for you
in the dark,
hoping for that
presence of your light.
To feel your warmth
and those dazzling eyes:
to look in its depth
depth of beauty that—
sparkled my heart
and pumped its glow
into my veins.
BUT;
you never came
as I stood there
drenched in rain,
which turned into a graffiti
I didn’t know.
“Lover left Loner”
was what it called
and I still wander
round the graffiti
but this time not
in an earthly body
as it’s already 101 years
when I started being called,
“A Scary Ghost” with
an untold story
lost long ago;
crippled in the hands of death
waiting for you,
waiting for YOU!
.
