The Ghost Town

On the night of the town, there was a lovely young ghost

couple came through, it has been billion of years since in

the centuries, they'd sat down on the patio together, she

drink her vodka, he also drink his miller draft light, they'd

hold hands each other, the wind chandeliers makes a

wonderful melody and rhythm of music and musical

moment, when a young ghost couple went up their own

little bedroom, she laid there, he was sitting a chair

reading a deep poem to her, his voice was very mellow

or yellow either way, Edgar Allen Poe, he read it perfectly

and charmingly to a successful woman of his dreams, her

name was Emily Hamilton, they're fall in love in a

heartbeat of their own chest, they'd went to the town, a

ghost town, they'd walk together at the park, hearing the

classical birds of love and beauty, he and she heard the

sounded waves of the out stunning rivers

Written by

Michael James Brindley

6-2-15