Coffin for Two

As I lie in my grave I feel your ghost appear.

You want to lie with me, but I can’t touch you here.

I’m an abomination stuck in limbo,

And you are my peeping angel.

My heart begins to rot as I looking into your eyes.

The years without you here have kept me petrified.

You try to take my hand, but it passes through.

So I take what I can get and enjoy the view.

Reviews

[SmackThatPanda]

Knock knock: http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PandaCommanda/1193986/

[Baby Ricochet]

Writing wise you're turning a corner with work like this. That's a good thing. Broadening looks good on you.

[Commanda Panda]

I am always in flux. Stagnation is death.

[Baby Ricochet]

Yes it is.

[SmackThatPanda]

Yooooou cant C me.....I know you try.....but you still can't C

[Emily B]

ghost sex is kinda kinky, just sayin