A Moment With The Ghost Poem by Moses Muliro

It was in that misty park I recall
She passed across my sticky gaze
Noe I looked at her and nothing at all
Getting to her world seemed to be a maze

She sat there still and beautiful
Yes, strangely still and strangely thoughtful
Her hair so dark and so curled
And had no quarrel with the world

Her eyes glistened in absolute innocence
deeper into her face was unspoken boldness
This thing I felt her inevitable presence
Was a striking touch of peculiar tenderness
Oh my foe and oh my friend
This is the heart of the story as it crawls to the end
Take a deep breath.take a coffee break
For what am about to say your bones will break

She took me by hand and offered a smile
A smile that set everything on fire
I looked at her and wished for an extra mile
She rolled her eyes and my heart jumped higher

I leaned to kiss her cherry lips
all over sudden everything was lost
All i saw were chirping chicks
My enchanting encounter was a real ghost
True story it is
And to believe me is a choice