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 our named tombstones

"We've been dead many years," 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 

I went in mine 

Waiting for another year to pass 

Haunted by each other