Ghost of Love
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(In loving memory of my son, Aaron Robert Kistner)
in the tears of this turbulent night
you come
as a breeze
stirring through my open window
a plaintive zephyr
yet sweet
you come
as a faint sound in the darkness
an easy laugh
rich voice
a song
you come
as a comforting thought
kindness
strength
a gentle way
you come
as a remembered presence
warm smile
clear eyes
peaceful eyes
full of wonder
the beauty of youth
you come
as a moment recalled
that precious last time
we stood embracing
this night
you come as a ghost of love
a specter of my longing heart
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rob kistner © 2009