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Locked in tight embrace
His shoulder held her face
Beyond, a midnight sky
Through windows standing high

On opening her eyes
She saw a spectre rise
Cloaked, it loomed ahead
A body, then the head

The eyes that held her gaze
Now set her soul ablaze
She stood there paralyzed
‘Is this him?’ she agonized

The phantom flashed a smile
It was without the guile
She knew what she had seen
But how could it have been?!

She feared about the worst
Her heart about to burst
Then loosening that weld
She saw whom she had held

The man sunken in her hug
Was just a faceless thug
And the ghost that seemed to glow
Was the one that loved her so!

**Posted for Willow’sΒ Magpie Tales AND forΒ Monday Poetry Potluck at Jingle Poetry(THE new community uniting the poets of BlogWorld)! Please visit both of these, and enjoy the other fascinating reads here :)**