Phantom Poems

Whispers on the Wind

As I lay here at night, in the soft pale moonlight
I hear from outside the wall,
The gusts, rapid and swift
The sound of your phantom call.

I think, wondering, waiting-
Is it my mind mistaking
The cold whipping wind
Which upon ride your whispers to me


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Whispers on the Wind

As I lay here at night, in the soft pale moonlight
I hear from outside the wall,
The gusts, rapid and swift
The sound of your phantom call.

I think, wondering, waiting-
Is it my mind mistaking
The cold whipping wind
Which upon ride your whispers to me


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  D. M. Dale (1 poems about Phantom)
  April, 90- NYC