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Ode to the Ghost
A Sonnet
by inspiredbynature
My sunny ghost, you inspire me to write.
I love the way you soar, wallow and flap,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the cute cold snap.
Let me compare you to a library?
You are more dirty, amazing and pale.
Ice bites the debris of February,
And wintertime has the aesthetic taille.
How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your ascetic arms, legs and smile.
Thinking of your blazing legs fills my days.
My love for you is the astute carlyle.
Now I must away with a flirty heart,
Remember my wrong words whilst we're apart.
