A Ghost
You leaned against me,
Humming a slow song
Of purple shadows ...
Showers and javelins and shooting-stars
Fell through me where you leaned ...
Whose ghost was I?
Humming a slow song
Of purple shadows ...
Showers and javelins and shooting-stars
Fell through me where you leaned ...
Whose ghost was I?
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