Ghosts Of Yesterday

Life's non- responsive to dreams,
or expectations of truth.
And hope's more an illusion,
misdirecting naive youth.

With anguish and frustration,
your bravado often slips.
And yet in secret fantasies,
kisses caress your lips.

Love courts imagination,
summoning a dreamy smile.
And you find your private place,
where you go once in a while.

You yearn for a soul mate,
someone to share your existence.
And feeling he exists,
look with undying persistence.

You fall in and out of love,
with the ghosts of yesterday.
And in lieu of happiness,
pretend everything's ok.