Your ghost was passing through my open dreams
A midnight chill of emptiness appeared
North winds seemed unforgiving to redeem
The peace my mind felt when your soul was near
Breezes from the past and from the pages
Sang their haunting songs around my head
Locked up in their steel and rusting cages
My comfort and my faithfulness near dead
Stirring in my dreams I felt uneasy
And watched my inner self go quite astray
From sleeping fires no one could retrieve me
To view the silhouette where we would lay
I woke to find your ghost had left my room
And knew that death's cold hand would be here soon
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