Haunted

Something,you said

Follows me

From a space stacked,in time 

Catalogued to the past

You reach

Never forgetting me. 

 

Into this moment

 

You haunt

Touching the fabric of now 

Stirring the motes

Footsteps;

Long corridors walked

Into my mind. 

 

Into this moment 

 

The pinnacle;

Of now

Into the here

Your foot;steps

Something,you said

Touches me now

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