A Ghost upon my HeartA Poem by Diana Owen Busy with Life BBS!You are standing there but you look right through me. I speak but you do not answer. My foot steps make no sound. If I had a heart it would be breaking. I long to touch you, but If i try my hand would pass through you. My nearness is just a chill in the night I feel tears but they do not fall. As the wind sweeps me away. A ghost upon your memories. a ghost upon my heart.
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55 Reviews Added on February 8, 2008 AuthorDiana Owen Busy with Life BBS!FLAboutI am a 36 year old married female.. My passion is to write. My genre is mostly in paranormal, paranormal romances and fantasy fiction. I have three wonderful children (Danyale 19- Josh 16 and Kymb.. more..Writing
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