©2021 Michael Raven
the ghost of you still haunts the shadowed attic of my mind footsteps in the night the cold touch on my shoulder roaming that empty place i wish i knew you you and your name but you remain just a nameless shade
words | spirit | alchemy
©2021 Michael Raven
the ghost of you still haunts the shadowed attic of my mind footsteps in the night the cold touch on my shoulder roaming that empty place i wish i knew you you and your name but you remain just a nameless shade