Phantom Touch

Lights flicker in the empty room

Curtains move, but there's no wind

I know you were here-

I can still feel the air change

You move like an echo,

Fading just before I turn

A warmth on my skin,

A weight on my chest-

Not heavy, not cruel, just there

Like a whisper I can't quite hear,

Like a song I almost remember

You are the phantom touch,

Close enough to tremble,

Too far to hold

You slip through my hands,

You slip through my mind,

But you never really leave

Somewhere in the static,

You hum beneath the noise

I feel you in the hollow spaces,

The seconds between the seconds

Your presence lingers like a question,

Like the taste of a name on my tongue,

Like a handprint on glass, already fading

You are the phantom touch,

Close enough to tremble,

Too far to hold

You slip through my hands,

You slip through my mind,

But you never really leave

Maybe I dreamed you,

Maybe you dreamed me

Maybe we were never here at all,

Just two shadows passing,

Just two ghosts waiting to be seen

The room is quiet now.

The air is still

But I know you were here.

I know you're still here

Somewhere