she watches you and I

somewhere between this life
and the silence of the next,
a ghost resides peacefully.
she watches you and I.
she waits with a grace
for an untold moment
which could knock us out.
with an army of spirits,
she overtakes us,
overthrowing our senses,
shaking our notions of
love and pain and truth,
rendering us slaves to fear,
whimpering cowards.
she watches you and I,
her eyes fixed on fate,
her heart set to destroy.
one final love story.