Love Affair with a Specter

I have fallen in love with the thought of you.
danced with your shadow,
whispered sonnets to your silhouette,
memorized your footprints and the impression your cheek leaves on the pillow
I have curled up in the curve of your hand-writing
and in the hollow of your voice i have made a bed,
but never,
have i loved you face to face.
because you are just a ghost i  cannot bring myself to bury.

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