Tuesday, November 20, 2012


Just a little something that came flowing out of my creative juices this morning :-)

A pair of ghosts met outside the local coffee shop today.

He ran forward and swept her up into his arms, holding her close, burying her face in her long, soft hair.

Her arms wrapped around his neck, and when he set her down, she rested against his chest with a smile spread on her face

I smiled, watching them just stand and sway in the parking lot.  The waitress came over to my table and set my cappuccino on the table next to me. Looking up, I thanked her and picked up the warm mug, turning back to the lovers outside.

But they were gone.

And it made me wonder if love is a ghost.
Just like them.

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