Your Ghost

You left your ghost

Until tomorrow

And then he must be sent

To a strange address

In the Mediterranean



I've met your ghost

He has proposed

I've met your ghost, yes

He's proposed

He needs some time alone

Then he'll stay with me

Then he'll visit your seven seas



Please leave me your ghost

I will keep him from harm

Although I've learned that

You were wounded



My forest of glass

Caused enough damage

As has your teal satin crashing

My embers and my blues

Could have another use

Your ghost has shown me

Our primroses could survive the frost

If a gentle rivulet of flame

Is sustained tenderly



He'll play a Beatles tune

Me, more a Bach fugue

Is this such a great divide

Between your world and mine?

They both can purify

And heal what was cut and bruised



Please leave me your ghost

I will keep him from harm

I understand that you've been wounded



My embers and my blues

Could have another use

Please leave me your ghost

Just leave me

Your ghost

I will keep him warm

I will keep him warm