Ghosts

Another Little Poem That Came To Me In The Middle Of The Night

Ghosts Haunt Me
They Taunt Me With
Their Carresses and
Flaunt Their Every Move
Memories Chain Me To
The Past But They Don't
Last Because Love Is A Blast

A Dream Shatters and Yarn Tatters
But Love Is All That Matters
I Drive To The Cementary But I
Can't Make It Temporary. Flowers Are
At The Grave But I Have To Be Brave
Before I Cave Into Temptations's Rave
So I Behave.

Author's Note

ignore grammar problems, what do you think of the dialogue?