The Revenant

A ghost enraptured in the silhouette wind crawling softly along my aging skin; fearful only in the whirling amidst time outgrown in laughter mirthful. Setting sun to know the splendor of the vanished heat; heart bursting wonderment eyes downward to the sky. Some creature flickered within its life at dusk, in youthful faces disappear; such love within cannot compare.