Have you ever felt the presence

of someone you knew?

As if he or she was there or near you,
but maybe you just missed.
You feel something
Like a scent left behind
But it isn’t an odor
Like an emotion in the air
That seeps into your soul
And caresses you
It’s just an impression
In the fabric of space and time
And you imagine
The embrace of a lost friend
You can never hold again
These ghosts haunt me
Photo by: By Gregory H. Revera – Own work, CC BY-SA 3.0,