I took a lonesome walk
On down by the riverbed to the furthest reaches of the dock
Where we held each other close
And, “I love you,” slipped off
And, you said, “Most don’t say it enough,
But, folks like you say it far too much.”
In your head
I must have been reflecting a ghost
But, in my heart
If better words I could have choose
Those words would have been, “I love you alone.”
Though a decade of summer’s have gone
The heat inside my heart
Still hangs on to that of no known better love
I still think about your eyes
Reflecting the stars of those Tuscan summer nights
And, the way you hung your head
As I brushed your hair aside
My good ghost
Leave me be
Dig your toes
Into untrodden ground
Give me peace
Untouched by earth, sky, or sea
Heard only by angels
Gracing God’s own feet
In my head
You have lived like a ghost enthroned
But, in my heart
Better judgment, I have known
And, that judgment’s been telling me to, “Let you go.”
Even if the truth is etched in stone
Even though it’s still true, “I love you alone.”