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Ghosts In Love Post by :blinky Category :Poems Author :Vachel Lindsay Date :March 2011 Read :3421

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Ghosts In Love

"Tell me, where do ghosts in love
Find their bridal veils?"

"If you and I were ghosts in love
We'd climb the cliffs of Mystery,
Above the sea of Wails.
I'd trim your gray and streaming hair
With veils of Fantasy
From the tree of Memory.
'Tis there the ghosts that fall in love
Find their bridal veils."

(The end)
Vachel Lindsay's poem: Ghosts In Love

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