Fridge Poetry 24 - Partners with ghosts

I always dream of ghosts

who play as poets and

try to tell me about

moonlight beauty,

old love,

how it was so innocent then

and they almost believe it.

I listen to it all every evening,

every word ringing wildly,

full of envy and melancholy,

never over some mischance at love

from another life

and together we make it through to morning.