The Sweetest Of Sorrows

She screamed at the top of her lungs

That I would regret the day we parted

She screamed that she would haunt my dreams

And that I would spend my life broken-hearted

I smiled as I waved goodbye 

For though she thought she had me tied to a whipping post

In truth my dreams had always been haunted

                        By 
                           a 
                             much 
                                      more 
                                              beguiling  
                                                            ghost