no ghost

you were no dream, no ghost,
no imagined goddess, drifting with the winds.
you were real, tangible, bright, distinct.
imperfect.
true and honest and governed by bounds of space,
distant then close. you slept beside me for years,
tossing and turning, dreaming.
no one else can say that, you know. no one on this earth.
my bed was your bed, for years, for all time, it was ours.
for a moment, it was ours.
a warm, soft reality
reminding me to stay here.

to touch the earth,
to carve out a home in this dirt.
to have a life worth living,
to a day worth awakening,
no one else can say that.
no one but you.

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