Haunted

Haunted by apparitions from the past, as I gaze through the looking glass can be a compellingly tragic and  beautiful occurrence. Lost in another time and place, recalling a sweet embrace, I still feel your kiss burning on my lips, etched upon my soul. Time passes yet the memory never fades. Feels as though a ghost just touched my essence, a phantom that is lurking near? Perhaps a sign of the coming times, or is someone saying goodbye?