Ode to the Fire Ghoul

When all that remains is his memory,

As was foretold,

His physical presence evaporating into the aether

Just like the promises he made to leave me

On the eve of our ritual

With words of equal potency

Do not forsake me

Don't leave me to wander in the dark


Yearning for your voice to bewitch me

Continue to smolder leave you marks on my skin

And keep me warm,

My brightest of embers

RGV Foodie. Creative. Ghost fan. Follow me on YouTube & Instagram
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