Ghost of Hearts

Slowly he creeps around the house
Slips down all the halls
Leaving his death mark behind
And wanders through every door

He thinks that I don't know
Do not sense that he is there
I hear him in every room
His presense a breath of fresh air

From midnight till dawn
He watches until I wake
I feel the weight of his gaze
Which I ignore for my own sake

His corpse it etched into my life
Threatening never to rest
His beauty haunts my wildest dreams
The ghost of hearts