(To a Haiku, #12, by "HOPE":
Your arms shake like twigs
as you hide me from the ghosts
that slap at my face.)
1. Oh!,
I'm just as aware
of YOUR ghosts, as those from which
your arms defend me.
2. Oh!,
keep me in your arms:
ghosts can't invade such refuge,
for WE are too real!
3. Oh!,
the presence of ghosts
indicates a sort of past
where ghosts came to LIFE!
4. Oh!,
HOLD TIGHT! Don't let ghosts
slip inside of our embrace!
Never let me go!
5. Oh!,
inside our embrace
there is such peace, such SWEET PEACE!
N E V E R L E T M E G O!!!
For a while i thought hope was a human. I had a great read on this.