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My Phantom Valentine

My dear is just a dream away.

She is made up of skulls and revenge.

My phantom Valentine rides on her favorite skeletal dark horse

Ready to offer me her sordid love and melancholic kiss.

You see,

She is romance not worth even the paper it is written on!

But at least I pretend she is.

My phantom valentine

Wishes the nighttime was the day

So she could roam around shameless in her gloomy gown.

But I as her lover

Is greedy and would forever wish she is stuck in my imagination

So that in day or night,

Harmattan or the rainy season

In Dumsor or in light or even in none

I can slip away from humans,

(who by the way think I am)

Remove my mask

And together walk with my phantom valentine;

Like a groom without a bride

Tears without a face

Dreams without hope

And kiss her till her skulls melt on my lips and hands.

by Joseph Frimpong

 Posted by: Joseph Frimpong

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