The ghost of you

In the shadows of the corners

Stands the ghost of you

Quietly out of sight

Or your hand

Wrapped quiet and gentle

Around my shoulder.

In the wintered branches

Sits the ghost of you

The curious tilted head

Of a plump visiting robin

Or the stood still little egret

Above the flood full curving brook.

In each hesitant breath

Is the ghost of you

A shared recycled sigh

Molecular invisible love

Or the stardust miraculous

Proof that us is true.