Ghosts
A shudder; a shiver
The light, a flicker
A shadow, a voice
A memory is triggered
Happy thoughts, happy days
Love and laughter
Reality comes back, sharper than ever
Skin is tingling, senses are mingling
Footsteps above; is that someone singing?
Quickly, quietly
Without a word
Tiptoe upstairs - this seems absurd!
Suddenly, chills
Right to the bone
There’s a dark silhouette
But you’re all alone