trapped in time by memories and longing...

i've been here so long now,

the stories they tell are true

if you want to believe them,

that phantoms linger on earth.

souls do feel an attachment to the bodies 

they dwelled in, we remember the sensations of  pleasure
and pain that coursed through our bodies and emotions
when we walked on your plane.
if you are one of those
who come here and linger
in the shadows,
hoping to see one of us,
you may catch a glimmer
in a whimsy or sparkle
out of the corner of your eye.
we can't see you though.
most times we are rapt in
concentration on the memory
of someone we loved or obsessed over before.
trapped by the machinery of time in an untouchable moment.