The Ghost

I love you
whisperings in the night
breathy kisses
like little puffs
of fetid air
I so love you
it whispers contently

Holding hands
the two spirits mirror
death and dying
watchers together
in the final hour
I will be with you
always

Death and dead walk away
together forever
loved loving hard
life's journey ends
another journey begins
towards realm untold
death ferries the dead

On the walls
It whispers
I love you
As the monitor
Flat-lines.