Victorian Ghost

Longing back when once alive That warm embrace of love in truest faith Many said they care for him Many said there was love for him Falsehoods they were of a devilish manner Caring more of the Victorian sweet grandeur Not the heart that once beat within his chest Not the soul who longed for loves embrace Alone he had stayed til the very end Alone he was even after the end His afterlife as lonely as living His eternal soul always seeking forgiving His heart now laid within the clock Longing true love with each tick and each tock Would it ever come in its truest form Would he ever finally experience that love and that care The ghost had wondered and pondered his days longing to get to feel tha...View all