two ghosts in love.

She was a ghost and he was a ghost
Dancing long hours into the night,

Having found the perfect place to haunt ,
surrounded not by darkness,
but that of a brightest light,

never to truly be apart,
music longing just like a dream,

Remembering their connection
Within each dying scream,

~ once a single beating heart,

Every sensation of their love
And those that tried to tear them apart.
Nardine Sanderson 19/10/2015