幽霊
 
Spotlight in the sky
A perfect sphere of illumination
Making the streetlamps look dead
in comparison

You don't need darkness to hide in
The mountains happily stand in your wake
As you ooze between their fingers 
Steadily advancing into the silent village below
who welcomes you
with not a soul

You don't need them to be visible
When you can taste the sound of their breathing
in their sleep