Listens To It All

Mists rolling o'er the earth -
a ghostly lover come to call.
Little people dancing
to the rising and the fall
of all that seems so real
within their sunlit attitudes.
Their mood is whispering
the truth of all we really feel.
Vibrations echo through the soul surreal.
A silent scream of tortured dreams.
Their schemes would not survive
into the realm they used to call alive.
Mists rolling o'er the earth;
a feel of ever changing worth.
A ghostly lover comes to call;
another spirit takes the fall.
Echoing an eerie scream
that listens to it all...

? Michaelette ?

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