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Haunted (Louis Toliver Jr. - Swartz, LA)

Our ghosts are watching
The Past lingers in conversation 
The cemetery is cold 
Our graves have no blankets 
But it's our yearly date 
Which warms us
You ask, "How's your coffee?"
I say, "Cold," of course.
On Halloween
We walk hand in hand 
From grave to grave 
Making up stories of their dead lives 
Taking our minds off our dead lives 
"It's a shame I only see you yearly,"
I shrug at the moon
Look at you and move in for a kiss
You move away, "What year is it?"
I say, "I'm not sure." 
We see a tombstone with 2014
"We've been seven years dead," you pause
I move in for another kiss 
This time you let me
"If only I could have kissed you alive,"
I feel my death at these words.
We kiss throughout the moonlight
Wishing we had lived for our love 
When morning came 
You went in your grave 
And I went in mine 
Waiting for another year to pass 
Haunted by each other 

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